Wapun Meadow dripping in rot

The Rex's arrival was not surprising to him. Like a bolt of lightning he appeared, standing before the pair of Bearclaw residents. Though Cole towered above him, he didn't make a move to stand in front of Ancelin. He watched as the wolves bickered— hefty accusations were being thrown about this man.
But he didn't play when it came to mothers. Not when they had two, soon to be, taking an homage in their fortress. Bullish, he let a huff of air come through his nose, as if he were seconding Zephyra's violent statement.
Ain't play abou' mothers, Ancelin, but it seemed they were at an impasse. The woman who loomed over him claimed she bore his seed, but then aimed to kill another. A snake eating it's own tail.
She needs to take that fucker out before we do.
Tired. Tired of these fucking plays of power. The valley needed to be safe.