Blacktail Deer Plateau curse the ground where you kneel

Aningan’s gaze flicked over to his packmate, watching him move back to grant the bear control over the encounter. He listened first to Rose, the truth to his words indisputable; given where they stood, within the realm of the plateau instead of the outskirts beyond its barrier, it was clear that the woman entered their land. He watched the other man for an additional moment or two, seeing if there was anything else he wished to say, before turning his attention to the female; the Inuk was not an aggressive being, generally speaking, but even he could be riled by the mere act of trespassing—this was his home, after all, containing those that he cared for and wished to protect.

Determination burned bright in the stranger’s gaze, although the male did not comment on it. “Why do you want to join?” he asked instead. “Why did you come into our home by yourself?” It felt like a slap to the face, finding another there that was not meant to be—and the other emotions that came along with it were foreign, indescribable by the young leader.