it's that same old song

Dovev solemnly dropped his tail, and with it, the joy of cool air fled. It seemed this meeting was one of serious business, as Scimitar launched straight into business. The male paced slightly as the tawny brute went over whatever list he had compiled in his head.

The tundra brute had met Paarthurnax- and it was undoubtedly a surprise. But if Scimitar knew about it, then it would be less cause for concern. Until Scim mentioned the ties that came with the golden hued female. Immediately Dovev's scruff bristled in appraise. It was true, Shadow was the biggest bastard ever, but even more confronting was the fact that Paar was his mate. Or former; Dovev didn't know the situation that remained around those two's marital status.
But the female had returned to her old pack carrying pups, and what did she expect? What did the pack owe to her when Shadow had caused quite the stir along their borders? It made sense now. Dovev had found her cleaning out a den- preparing for new life. Although the male had been suspicious of her, he now saw a new opportunity to take personal revenge. Perhaps he would try and aid Paar in becoming acquainted with the pack, or helping her with her pups like a good little packmate. He tucked that idea away and turned back to the conversation.

Galileo had his own ideas on the outcome of this situation, and Dovev held his tongue until the silvery male was finished speaking.
He may not take action on Paarthurnax, but I don't think he'd let this uproar slide, the white wolf spoke. If Shadow was truly defensive about his mate, then he might send warriors, or himself, to reclaim Paar and his future children.