Mount Everfall I cannot be tender with this much blood in my mouth

Silaluk was appeased by the others behavior, and her bristling hackles flattened. One ear rotated again as Anuniaq approached, and she sensed his intent. He had once tried the very same move against her, though Silaluk was savage and severe in her reprimand, and he had never tried again. Silaluk wondered at his motive in this moment. This she-wolf was a stranger, and to their knowledge she was not one of them. Silaluk moved to rush him, knowing already he would be unbalanced as he reared to place his forelegs upon the stranger, her plume flying over her hindquarters. A loud snarl ripped forth from her throat: I am in charge, it said. She did not want this she-wolf to become confused with who, here, was the authority figure. He would remember, and she would learn. Her ears were perfectly erect, and Silaluk's glare sought to cut him down.