Redtail Rise his foolish decrees, his words so contrived

the words were only growls. 

darkclaw did not understand. he whined, tail thumping lowly in the snow.

he reached out to lick the other's jaw if allowed. it was breeding season and the red eyes of this wolf frightened him. he had felt the teeth of his own brother. 

this man would be his judge or his punisher. the massive wolf kept himself low.