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

Just wanted to keep this thread moving (since it's super important plot-wise)! If anyone from either side still wants to throw their character in, feel free! Y'all feeling a loose post order?

One by one, the raiding party lifted their cries of war to the sky. Their voices were strong and confident. It was a song of survival -- with each voice unwavering in what they knew must be done for the good of the unit. But most of all, it was a display of strength. As their six, independent voices echoed through enemy territory, Reek knew that all who heard would know that resistance was futile. But as their song of war died away, a seemingly out of place silence took hold. Reek looked to his mate at his side, and then to the wolves who followed him to war. He took a deep breath and told himself that there was no way they could lose.

Then, through the silence sliced another howl from off in the distance. It was one that didn't belong to any of the raiding party. "Look sharp," Reek told his wolves. "We're about to have company." The corners of Reek's lips pulled back, revealing a threatening snarl. His tail rose as an act of dominance. Whatever resident came to greet them would know that he was the alpha now.