As he approached the Queenslayer made an assertive stance. Her ears pressed forward, her fangs bared in a snarl with her tongue poking out. Once he had spoken, however, she had shifted from a more threatening stance to a dominant one.
The usurper's name was Ptarmigan. It was the name of a bird, a bird of the north, it was. The Beta wondered if that was where the black female came from, but pushed the curiousity aside. She continued, giving a slight when she called him Boulder. He smirked, though on the inside he was annoyed by the name. "'Boulder?' How quaint."
He sat down on his haunches, still outmatching her in size. My, she was small. Even Cara, a yearling was larger than the new alpha. It was a wonder why she even won that fight in the first place. "I didn't move because it wasn't my fight. It would be useless for all six of us to be fighting at the same time when it was your and Cara's quarrel." Besides, he probably would have severely injured one of her supporters had they fought, maybe even turned on Ptarmigan if the battle allowed him to. "My name is Kaname, Kaname Sicarius, if you want to be more formal."