The good, The bad, and the dirty

Salias stepped into the clearing, it held a strange structure within it. He stepped towards it with curiosity, what was it? It was large and when he pressed his paw against it it was cold and hard. There looked to be a way to get on top of it but the male wasn’t quite ready to do that just yet. He sat down in the snow with a satisfying crunch, over the past couple of weeks he had been wandering around these lands looking at potential places to start his kingdom on. Once he started one and built it up enough no doubt he could drive all these other weak packs out. There would not be a wolf that could escape his grasp or sight once he was powerful enough, his eyes shone with lust at these thoughts. A day would come when all would bow before him and he couldn’t wait for that day to come.