Cedar Sweep somehow invested

Here comes your gal.

Aeliana was about to start making rounds around the border of the territory until her ears picked up the sound of a roar carried upon the wind, her ears and head perked up and her brows furrowed, her attention and interest caught with a lingering concern. A fight? At the borders? Her amble walk broke into a quickened trot, they were supposed to be protecting and watching over the borders, sure, but she felt they shouldn't really be picking fights over it. After all, they still needed a few members to join their ranks before they officially become a pack.

The closer she got to the sounds, the faster she moved, galloping, kicking up snow in her wake until she stood upon a small hill and the two were in site. Watching as her pack-mate fought blindly against the smaller stranger with gnashing teeth. She shook her head and broke into a gallop, a short burst to get her over there quickly, her muscles rippled under thick fur, "Wait, stop!" She barked as she raced over, her massive frame barreling towards them.