all bark but no bite

The shale shifted underfoot as the Alpha picked her way closer to her newest fellow, noting her words with a measure of appreciation. It was good to know that the wolves of her mountain wouldn't bow out of every day life from a scrape on the leg or a twisted paw. Yet there was still real danger present on the slopes of their mountain, such that only a fool would take unnecessary risks while living upon it. Jinx herself had a healthy respect for the land and always proceeded slowly in unknown areas of the mountain... But she suspected Cara hadn't meant the kind of fall that could break her spine.

“How are you finding the pack?” Jinx queried, pausing in her progress to lift a leg douchebag-style and urinate on the unearthed soil underfoot. The mountain was always changing and the dirt kicked around by the wolves and other animals during the day occasionally masked the markers indicating her and her wolves' presence, and she was always quick to refresh them, regardless who was watching.