Firefly Ravine dying on the banks of embarcadero skies, i sat and watched you bleed

James had finally left the salty sea behind, to come visit the other packs. Well, that was what he understood, anyway. The grey wolf could fight well, but was not in favour of doing so unless completely necessary. He stayed at the back of the group, mostly to watch if anyone was following them. 


 Once they stopped, as the other wolf, Kjalarr, stayed on Caiaphas's right, so he remained on her left, behind her due to his rank. He did not speak as it was unneeded. In his eyes, he was here in case things got out of hand. 

 He took note of the husky-like wolf, curious. He had not seen many dog/wolves, as his parents seen them as a disgrace to all wolves (filthy mud-bloods). But James did not care about the topic, and kept his opinion out of it whenever it was mentioned. 

feel free it skip me since james won't do much