A lot of fear and a little love

The moment he stepped away from Asla, he raised his head and howled for Naiche. He would start with the fighter, and make his way to the healer. Put a little fear into their hearts and drum home the consequences of their actions. He respected the choices of his child, but that did not mean he was particularly happy with the two high ranking wolves for not having a little forethought. Asla might be above the rules, but they were not.
Yes, the inside of the Warlords head was a complicated place.

After howling for Naiche, he took to pacing. large paws beating against the earth at the joining of the grassy plains and the beach. thud, thud, thud, turn, and repeat. he needed to find the right balance. To let Naiche see his anger, his expectations, and the subtle acknowledgment that the man was now a part of the fatalis family through his blood, if he wanted to be or not.