Haunted Wood We ruled the world

In case there was confusion, no, Grim/Aasivak is not attacking anything (yet)

The blue-eyed female, alpha of nothing was issuing orders, ones which prompted a grave narrow of ember-like eyes. "No," he enunciated so damn vehemently it came out nearly in two syllables. Lips pursed, whiskers thrusting forwards on muzzle in overt aggression. A lip curled dangerously, no hesitation or leniency in the expression. It was plain and simple. She could go fly her fucking kite, the spider wasn't moving one ounce. Nanuk, arriving for their scheduled meeting, no doubt, and not finding the Eta there arrived, a barrage of presence equally foreboding. If there weren't threatened by the inky wolf they should be downright terrified of the bear-like female. 

Before much else could be said the ebony alpha erupted forth towards the blue-eyed idiot, her cohorts summoned soon after and a small mob of equally derisive idiots coming to her aid. Another step pulled the spider forward, meeting this new-found cowardice with a baring of teeth. The Sawtooth wouldn't strike first, this wasn't the inky Spire wolf's fight, but he'd finish these messes if they tried. No words were spoken, even as the sooty alpha was charged by some other numbskull. 

A warning echoed throat, inky ears pushed so far atop head they nearly touched. Any more outnumbering of opponents to win without actual skill would be met in kind. As if to punctuate this fact, a hind leg lifted and, without much ado, the spider pissed all over their claim. Fuck off. Let them try and take it.