I'm waking up, I feel it in my bones ("Challenge")

Enrico's ears flicked up at the sound of a howl from the borders, then his brows climbed. A challenge? That seemed... highly irregular. He exchanged a grim look with Asriel, and without a word needing spoken the pair veered from their patrol to move down into the newer territory that they'd only recently patrolled. It didn't take long before they stood across the border from the would-be challenger. Enrico looked him up and down with eyes that remained a cool and distant blue, then raised one brow at him. "You're a little too old to still be this foolish, pup," he rumbled to the much-taller male. His eyes lingered on the male's lengthy canines, their flat saber-like lengths reminding him of Kestrel's companion, but when they returned to meet the challenger's stare they were flat and without fear.

Asriel's own blue eyes had shifted from the challenger to the trees, where movement had revealed the watchful eyes of a pair of owls. The big cat snarled at them, but they didn't take wing or move to hide from the predator, rather moving closer along their branches, hissing back at him, making their allegiance to the interloper clear.

Enrico didn't spare a glance for the interplay between the three companions, except to mentally note the location of the hisses around him. "So you want to take Niente from me, do you?" It cost him nothing but time to keep the younger male talking, except to make the challenger impatient. An impatient wolf made mistakes. Mistakes cost fights. As much larger and younger as this wolf was, Enrico would need the leg up those mistakes would give him.