Northstar Vale a chest filled with diamonds and gold

When she made to lead the dark wolf into the heart of the vale, Warbone vanished ahead of them so that he might alert their wolves of an inbound newcomer. They were all riled, writhing around him excitedly by the time their guest arrived, Saena leading him into the mix with an eager whine. He had forgotten his anger with her -- knowing that it had been born purely of an inability to react any other way -- making it easier for him to separate his emotions from the current situation. He had already watched the stranger submit to his partner, but would he submit to the alpha male?

Warbone made a low noise in his throat, dispersing the pack so that he may approach him directly. He held himself tall, and pressed forward, his pale eye coldly expectant, but without accusation; he waited for the tuck of his head, ears, and tail, so that he might explore his body freely and pass his claimant scent onto him. It was all he would need, for as long as the scarred, coal brute could concede to the breeding male of this pack, he would easily have a place among them.