Northstar Vale Le Beau Milieu de la Nuit

He wanted to be the pack's right hand. To rule in a high rank above all others--especially his siblings. He was the one who was here, after all. He deserved them as followers, not equals. But he refused to beg his mother for that. She'd see the value in his work and come to that conclusion on her own. 

"I would like to see the pack flourish under your rule, mother."