There's beauty in the breakdown [Joining]

The pup would speak, his spunk would have been much enjoyed at another time, but he was at her borders. Eyes would narrow minutely, staring down at the boy, that was all he was, a boy. Jaws would part to speak when another pale form slid into her view. Her gaze would turn, looking at a larger boy, a yearling. They had to be related, he held the same attitude at the pup. For a moment she wanted to roll her eyes. Just what she wanted, two boys with ego's bigger than their heads.

"I run a pack of well trained killers." Well spoke words would roll off her tongue with practiced ease. These would prove to be a handful without a doubt. Her gaze would drop to the pup, a brow lifting carefully. "Don't forget you are at my border, little one." The Monarch was not one to deal with sassy young pups, she had better things to do.

Her gaze would lift to the older boy, noting the mild resemblance between them. Brothers perhaps? "What is so good about you two?" She would turn the question on the two boys. They came to her borders with attitudes, it was time they proved their worth.