Stone Circle you win or you die

Rickon smiled a little sheepishly, easing out of his submissive posture and into a more appropriate stand. He was taller than the newly introduced Philos, but didn't at all have his weight or muscle tone. His packmate certainly wasn't a wolf he'd ever want to scrap with— rather, it'd be better if the male was always on his side. "It's habit," he admitted to the older male, shrugging his lean shoulders. "Back where I'm from when you're pack, you greet anyone higher then you on yer back, so as to let 'em know you truly respect their rank. I wasn't sure if I should get all the way on my back here, so I jus' kinda settled on a halfway point, I guess..." the country boy drifted, realizing he was rambling. "Well, anyway, my bad... So I only gotta do that when Steady comes around? What about Valette? Do I hop on my back for her, too, since she's beta?"