Blacktail Deer Plateau lord of wolves

Rolled for evens=success, got evens.

Grezig was late. Grezig was never late. She had a lot of catching up to do. Fuck. Why was there a bear here? They could not afford a bear in their territory right now—or ever, for that matter. There were many wolves already here and Grezig, despite herself, felt a twinge of damaged pride as she realized she was one of the last to show up. Goddamn it. Where had her mind been when Minori had called? As Beta, she could not be the last to show up to help in times of need. She, like the Alphas, needed to be at the head of the line.

She paid no attention to what the others were doing. At this point, all she could think of was the bear and the damage it could cause to their small pack. She lunged for a massive leg, biting down and shaking. She was too afraid—for good reason—to face its head and teeth. It could probably bite her in half if given the chance.