Golden Glade Territorial Pissings (All of Your Base are Belong to Us)

oooh!! jhala was so fucking hype! she could hardly stand it. last time she'd done anything like this she was miles and miles north of teekon, and she was being forced to do it. today she was here with the one man she loved more than anything, and four other wolves who stood beside them with chests and shoulders squared. it was so exhilarating, and the grand vicar... no... the alpha-- hell yeah that sounds fly as FUCK-- was ready to tear some heads off, literally. she moved with a slight smile on her face, her fur bristling, just waiting for some action. she was ready, she had had all this pent up anger for months, and though she'd mostly been happy and calm lately, she was so fucking ready to take all that anger out today.

reek tilted his head back in the air and howled. though this was reek's idea and would be his pack, she was his mate and right-hand, so she gave a loud bark behind his, one that echoed through the territory-- though not as prominent as her husbands howl. her tail was perked high behind her, and her shoulders were squared right beside reek's. she was so ready for this.