Silvertip Mountain Unleash The Warrior Inside

Steady's grumpy mood hadn't really improved much. With the wolves moving in next door, and his sister departing to go back to their old pack, his peppy attitude had seemed to have left with her. He hadn't socialized much with the pack, and with Zaria not able to spar with her pregnancy, and now the pups, he had a lot of pent up energy.

He finally took a break from his border patrols. If anyone got anywhere near their borders, the smell of his marking would surely be strong enough to make them second guess it. He was moping through the territory when his eyes settled on Chaska. His ears perked as he watched his pack mate. It almost look as if... as if he was attacking a stump. Steady couldn't form a reason as to why the male would be doing that, though.

He walked over to Chaska, stopping by his side. What are you doing? he asked. His voice wasn't rough, or harsh, but it wasn't his usual "Hey, how do you do?" greeting, either.