No Disrespect [Pack Challenge]

Song hadn’t missed Ignatius’ lack of presence either. The tall snow pelted man had gone about life as normal, patrolling the border, doing a bit of hunting, and checking on the arena. He’d done so frequently after the discussion he had shared with his alpha about walking over hot coals. Song didn’t know where their leader was, but he was loyal enough to continue on business as usual. Alabaster paws carried him over Fyri’s borders when the call rang out.

He honestly hadn’t been expecting it, the wolves of Fyri seemed to keep to themselves. Their numbers were smaller but… Song had found his place here. This was his chosen home, and to feel the uncertainty of its future rocked him to the core. He felt himself put hope in a leader that was gone, but the doubt was already setting in before he turned and made way for the battlefield.

Upon arrival he recognized Aurielle first, looking radiant with her mane flowing down her shoulders and fur shimmering in the summer light. He gave her a grin, grateful for her presence. However, it was Kirsi the Destruction would take his place next to. If the worst were true, if Ignatius did not answer the challenge… Song would be loyal to the one who had been closest to the flame marked alpha.

Icy blue eyes fell on the challenger as Song leaned back onto his haunches. He was a large man, white with scars from battles gone by. Also a complete stranger, much like Ig had been when Song agreed to join his northerly pack.