Otter Creek Shine & Shade

The ranks that distinguished these two wolves were clear. The giant black male was not shy about showing the smaller agouti one, that he was in charge. The brutality in the form of bloodshed. A severe warning for Sunspots to mind his place. At first he turned and tried to flee. Bleeding, tail between his legs. Then a change of heart. Crawling back to submit fully to Khaba.

In the wolf world, if you acted like an Omega, you were treated like an Omega. Attitude, not size, determined your treatment and place within a pack. Aliki watched, keenly interested in the dynamics. Instincts favoring Khaba over the belly exposing Sunspots. 

Even as an outsider, she felt that this had gone on long enough. She circled again, placing a nip on Sunspot's haunch. Not enough to break the skin, but certainly to feel her teeth. Khaba, as the dominant of the two, earned only a soft paw to his rump. And, even a bitey little lick at his lips as if to say now that's enough, please.