Silvertip Mountain Even nice wolves have their limits

Steady had been moping around the territory since Gracious had left. He had been so excited that she had come, and decided to stay. Unfortunately, her mind had changed, and she had gone back to their parents' pack. Steady almost wanted to blame Fitz. After all, his brother hadn't seemed pleased at all to find Gracious at their borders. Had he said something to her to make her not feel welcomed? Or, had he simply given her the vibe that she wasn't?

Ears slicked back on his head, Steady paced, almost angrily, along the border they now shared with the Neverwinter Forest pack. He was almost hoping one would try and step paw over the border so that he could let out a little frustration. He growled, knowing they probably weren't that stupid. Then again, they weren't smart enough to put a little distance between themselves and an established pack. He growled, his jaws snapping on a small twig that dared to reach across his path, breaking it in half. Steady was certainly in a mood today.