Glaciar

::Pronouns - He/him: :honest and fair: :sometimes sassy: :likes to fight.. don't know why: :hates being proven wrong: :diet - Sheep, horse, snakes, and bison::

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Glaciar runs around as he escapes the wrath of his parents about not finding a mate to start a pack of his own, and so he moves out. He wonders around, and smells of a female. What's a female doing in his territory? He climbs over and find a female eating a plump rabbit. Rather skittish when he found her. Glaciar turns and runs down the side of the cliff. However he didn't know his scent was caught, so when got there, the she-wolf was nowhere to be found.. strange.. just then spotted the female hiding from him. Glaciar sniffed around walked around towards the back of the female. And tried to pounce her from behind. But he was the one pinned with one of his legs trapped under her jaws. "Tch. What are you think you're doing in my territory?" he snarled. The she-wolf bit his leg harder, and when Glaciar tried to go for the throat, the she-wolf jumped away and slung his paw hard in the ground. A short yelp escaped Glaciar. Who was this she-wolf? "You're territory? This place reeks of my smell and you're saying this place is yours?" She pointed out. It wasn't until then he smelled her.. everywhere. "Tch. Alright so I stumbled into your territory. My apologies for that." His paw was let go only after he apologized about intruding. "You're lucky I'm quite forgiving.. if you don't want more trouble, I'd think of getting out of here now," she threatened. Glaciar couldn't believe it. But if he walked off when there is a chance of getting into a pack of his own, his parents would run their mouths like the horses galloped in a nonstop stampede. "OK look, I'm sorry for intruding, but I need a pack.."
The she-wolf snickered, "Should've though about that before you tried to attack me." He growled, "OK yes I know I made a mistake. I really didn't mean to I thought I was still in my territory... I-I can be another hunter.. I can sense that you don't really have many wolves to help you run your pack and I can help. Take it or leave it." He felt the hard stare of the she-wolf. She didn't smell of an ordinary she-wolf. She smelled of a high rank. A higher rank than him. The she-wolf stalked towards him bristling her fur and holding her gaze, she stopped in front of him. Making sure to maintain a harsh glare at Glaciar. "You have a lot of nerve saying that shit, y'know? One thing I know, it's not up to you. I'm going back. It's your choice, Mr. Mutt. Take it, or leave it." She then walked away, and Glaciar stares at the she-wolf as she walked away. Only a few moments of silence did he decide to try and join her pack. The gaze he gave her.. was the same as any alpha he met. Was she an alpha on patrol..?