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ingram withstood the clinical manner the male studied his features, finding it troublesome the stranger reacted rather poorly to his posturing. admittedly, ingram was not well-suited to enforcing dominance (or even addressing the lack of deference the male exhibited, which to ingram seemed unusual) — but he was territorial, and this was a loner encroaching upon claimed territory. for that, ingram kept his posture confidently poised, for in his mind he was the one at advantage. newcomer or no, ingram recognized the subtle hierarchy at play, and a pack wolf always had the upper hand over a loner.

he hoped for his sake a more capable wolf would come along shortly — mahler preferably, for the male exuded a quiet but commanding charisma that none could mistake for anything but high command. stigmata too, but ingram only knew the male in passing and frankly, the basilisk scared the piss out of him. keeping his chin above the northerner’s and giving him a rather pointed stare, ingram listened to the male’s explanation. he did not sound as if he was from here, a fact not all-together unusual, and maybe that explained the lack of social politeness on the tundrian’s behalf. maybe ingram’s customs were just as foreign to sadiq as sadiq’s was to him. that alone caused ingram’s impression of him to shift to something a bit more sympathetic. she’s here, but it’s not my call to let you in. by the way — it may not be normal where you are from, but you will get nowhere with our leaders if you don’t drop the tough guy act. blood or not, they are beholden to none. ingram gave a careless shrug then, hoping one of them would be along soon — he didn’t particularly care for being social, and looked forward to getting back to blodreina. i’m sure they will be along shortly.