Sleeping Dragon From each according to his ability; to each according to his need

The other roused quickly and turned his massive head in Gristle's direction. When the stranger got to all fours and revealed his true height, his heart began to thud in his chest from excitement — and maybe the tiniest amount of panic. The other was a colossal giant, one even a burly wolf like Gristle aspired to be. Despite the loner coming up only a little short compared to the other, they still almost mirrored each other in looks.

Yet that didn't stop the tension from rising between them; Gristle was, after all, within pack borders. He stared the other down, hackles bristled, as he announced a single command in a thunderous voice.

"No," came his deadpan reply, before he began to stalk forward with a challenging snarl.