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Dotharan culture admired strength and boldness, and that was what Zoratto gave the mountain-Beta. Submission was something to be forced, not thrown away. His head didn't bow to the unfamiliar wolf, nor did he relax his stance. He glared at the wolf head on, trying to show his strength and unwavering bravery.

Good at running, run fast and long. Good hunter, tracker. Good fighter too. He couldn't articulate the specifics, but wasn't this all a pack needed? If I join, stay at bottom of mountain; first line of defense. He couldn't imagine climbing to the peak with the rest of them, even if it meant being disconnected from the pack.