Moonspear only i, to welcome back.

In the mountains. Well, that was more information than Bronco had known before- or, at least, perhaps he simply hadn't caught that detail if it had been spoken to him. Which mountains, though- as he was aware there were many stretches of mountains in the area, and any one of those ranges could not be considered potentially dangerous. "Least they're not on our mountain." He sniffed. "An' hopefully they'll know well enough to stay away." 

When she brought up the other pack, he blinked in surprise; he'd forgotten all about the other pack. At one point, they had feared that the two packs might be working together- though perhaps that was simply because they were uttered in the same breath because they were both potentially dangerous. "Hmm," He responded, quietly. He was thinking, and it took him a few moments to wonder what to suggest. Instead, he sought Desdemona's opinion. He looked up to her, and she was an excellent guardian. "What do you think we should do, Des?" He asked. "D'you think we should approach them an' make sure they know just to stay away from us- I mean, we have the power to do so. We're a huge pack full of strong, capable wolves. Or do you think we should stay and wait? I mean...If we don't let them know that we're dangerous ourselves, they won't think twice about hurting one of our packmates if they happen to venture off the mountain alone," He said. He flicked his ears forward then, hoping that Desdemona might offer something in terms of a good defence strategy.