The howling

Poseiden awoke to a comotion. He was alseep in the bushes when everyone gathered around two males. A dark male and one who was mostly white. He gave a sigh as he got up, lazily walking his way over there. Pepper, who he'd met earlier, was already making threats and snarling. This was rediculous. They were wolves, not primapes!?

He began thinking on how to stop this 'discussion' from turning to a brawl. He didn't wish for there to be a fight yet, but he would fight if he must. Besides, all the other wolves did wrong was swim onto shore. He then became fed up. He looked to the sky and let out his horrible, doubletoned howl. Loud and distorted, kinda like a dogwistle. ?When he let his head down hopefully things would be silent.?

"Why do we care that other rouges are on the same Island. Theyre no diffrent than us." his strange voice sounded enraged, but he was relaxed. "So what that they want to be on land. I would expect better from you all. "?