Stavanger Bay beating them back - joining

Thistle had been hoping above all else that no one would come to be accepted into the pack while Ragnar was away. But she had no such luck, as a howl rose above the morning air and very near her. She started off at a trot and her pace increased when she saw the wolf actually in their territory. She met him with tail above her back, ears straight forward and a toothy snarl. What the heck are you doing across the border line?! If you want my attention I suggest you get across that border before I make you.

Thistle was shaking deep inside, she was a little bit scared. After all she wasn't a big wolf, but if she had to fight she would do so and she would take him with her, at least a piece or two. Her snarl grew in octave as she waited for him to back up. Once he was out of her family's land she'd be fine with him, but until then.