Sleeping Dragon your heart's too big for your body

While several members busied themselves with the integrity of Sleeping Dragon's borders, Warbone was slowly returning from his stay outside of the volcano's presence. He had spent the previous night and most of the morning in the Hollows nestled in the shadowy crook of his home territory; for while he intended to spend as little time on the slopes as he could, he felt it was also his duty to make his vast presence known as much as possible. In crossing the scent of unfamiliar packmates, Warbone finally garnished a purpose to his steps, and he followed the trail accordingly.

Thuringwethil came into view first, though she was not who he had originally smelled. His tail gave a few faint wags, but his eyes were drawn quickly to two smaller, earthy wolves (nearly identical to one another) in her company. His resolve swelled, and the male approached with his tail arched and his head angled in a position higher than his fellow subordinates. His presence bid respect from them, and if it was not received, then he would take it, as he had promised the black leader he would.