No Disrespect [Pack Challenge]

She was busy examining the stone wall when she heard the call. Her form went still, rigid in surprise as a frown puckered her brows. It was one thing to hear a challenge for Erovrare, a pack she knew much less about than she ought to. It was wholly another to hear a call for Ignatius’ pack.

Although her encounters with the male could probably be counted on one paw, she counted the man a friend as well as ally. Not only that, this was also Song’s pack – his home – the challenger called for. She stood for several seconds, frozen and conflicted. As a diplomat, she knew she must remain unbiased should the challenger win. As a friend, she couldn’t help a flicker of anger, which she tamped down. This was a part of life, and every alpha faced this event eventually.

As an alpha, she knew she needed to get her tail up to the Field to assess the challenger—if the wolf won, she wanted to know what kind of leader she might be dealing with. And as an ally and friend, she wanted to stand and support the Agnivo king.

The shimmering Spirit turned on her hocks and broke into a long lope – a gait that she could cover distance in with breaks to trot and regain any wind she spent – casting a brief howl to let the pack know where she was going. If they wished to accompany her and watch the challenge, she wasn’t going to deny them—it was their right to see what happened.

By the time she arrived… she was practically the first to arrive. The only other wolf there was one who’s appearance made her steps falter—for a brief second, she’d though the young man was her father. But the crimson eyes dispelled the impression.

Aelloshir grumbled as he caught up, bumping her shoulder in reproach for her fast pace before he joined her at the sidelines, out of the way and following her gaze to the challenger. The red one was clearly a supporter, and her ears flicked slightly as she recognized the challenger.

Acere. The last and first time she’d met the great pale wolf, he’d been representing Abaven. A silent huff escaped her nostrils. Well, at least the challenger wasn’t a complete stranger she knew absolutely nothing about—she didn’t know this male at all well, either, but at least she wasn’t entirely in the dark.

Briefly, she gave the male a silent nod, simple respect – neither for, nor against him.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think