Swiftcurrent Creek Andaran atish’an

Arric as always was on high alert and when he noticed another in their borders. His fur bristled. A snarl was all that gave away his presence before he burst from cover and ran straight for the winter wolf. His aim the youths side. He'd knock him to the ground and hold him there if he could manage.

Blue eyes narrowed a dangerous light in them. For the first time in a long time. He showed how he had earned his right to lead beside Akavir.