The Sunspire she was givin' them

Fang was busying himself with some nonsensical business about the packland when the summon rang out. No doubt something else to do with the ongoing issues with the 'nearby pack' he assumed. A sigh rolled out as he managed to trot his way to Ferdies location. Sure enough he came to the clearing where the two young wolves were being kept, as he trotted up to the scene he managed to lower his head towards the vain male, probably not nearly enough as would be expected from a low ranking member, but the fact was this entire situation had left a sour taste in the half-breeds mouth, and whatever respect he had for his leaders and their decision to capturing these "vicious enemies" ended at the loyalty he felt he owed, and nothing more. He simply sat on his haunches, the less than impressed expression asking "what now". is this the part where you kill them to scare off the others? The unspoken thought was accompanied with another small huff as he lifted his head to observe what was sure to be an interesting event, at the least. Actions Speech thoughts