Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

He was fashionably late as always. Opeth had finally made his way to the war grounds where his Alpha met with another ailing pack. Everyone seemed to be focused on one black wolf; Erika. He assumed she did something real nasty to the angered pack that launched their raid. The young wolf spotted the pretty Cara from across the way. He held his head up and chest puffed out as he closed in behind Ypres. Ypres decided to sacrifice the black bitch, and he stood behind her decision. A wise choice made by a new Alpha where she could save the rest of the pack. He wasn't wither willing to fight, but will if it came down to it. Naya stepped in and tried to coax Ypres in not doing it.

" But if she hurt that pack, who is to say she wouldn't this one."

He narrowed his eyes with his words, then looked to Erika and back to Ypres.

"I stand behind your decision if it saves us all.."'