Kitten VS Bow Wows

Kotori well understood the urge to fight something.  It was both a joy and a task that helped keep him at peak performance so he could fight at his best whenever the need called.  Besides, it seemed there were always a good number of predators lurking in nearby areas of his home, no doubt due to the large supply of water his land offered for any animal daring enough to sneak on his land.  

Kotori quirked a bit of an amused smirk at the notion of joining another wolf's pack.  “I created the Valta pack.  I’m the Sumatar, the leader, for the pack.”  As Kotori had gotten older even being a prince in the armada hadn’t been enough for Kotori after a while.  He needed the freedom of being the leader who made every decision on what would happen.  

“You know,” Kotori spoke, “if you ever get tired of being a loner I could offer you a position in my pack.  I already know you don’t lack the courage to fight and you are competent.  If you decide you’re interested you are free to stop by and I can let you know the rules and responsibilities.” Kotori shrugged, “but if you’re the sort who just wants to roam without settling, then no need to big you down with information.”  He understood some preferred not settling down and he wouldn't fault anyone for that.

His pack was growing but he still had room for some more strong members.  The horned wolf wanted his pack to shine amongst all the packs.  He needed to be sure every wolf knew who Valta was and make sure all wolves with half an ounce of sense would respect his packs name.  He needed more members but, only the useful ones.

"Kotori"