Wheeling Gull Isle fall back in line

The alpha, Ypres directed her anger at Fireblaze, who now shrunk to about half her size. Why her? "I am here to stay," she said shyly, for she wasn't one to say much. "Fireblaze." Shrinking even more, she groveled on the ground, nipping respectfully at Ypres's chin, then exposing her throat and underbelly in the most submissive posture possible, allowing the alpha female to nip her if she wanted. The black she wolf was new to that kind of behavior, so she whined in fright, for she was just out of the juvenile stage, at age 2 almost 2 and a half. This alpha asserted herself, no doubt, almost making Fireblaze dash off. She stared up, petrified. If this is what the alpha wanted, this is what she got. Fireblaze felt something hit her head, and looked around to see a bird pecking at her head. She shoo it off, growling at the bird, then quickly resuming the frightened whining. "Are you Ypres," she asked in unison.