Explosive

Sparrow couldn't pretend to not be surprised when she found the mountain area was now claimed by a pack. What alpha in their right minds would claim such a treacherous land? For what purpose did it serve? Was it some flex of masculinity, some show of a supposed strength in the pack? This mountain was nothing but filled with death and Sparrow could only assume those that would choose to live here had to feel similarly about themselves.

They were, however, neighboring packs. Sparrow figured she might at well introduce herself. She didn't have anything to lose. If they had gained anything with the Abraxas occupation, it was added protection.

Sighing, Sparrow distanced herself from the border and let out a call, wondering just which sort of character might answer.