There had been no reply and while I haven't a clue why, I knew that I had the victory here. It may not have been by a fight, but it was mine. I would use my time well, but I imagine that someone would come to take me out eventually. Well, try to that was. They could try and perhaps they might win, but death of mine would not be theirs to take. Not in a long shot. I would stand my ground and should I lose, I would take my family elsewhere and tend to my wounds. Then I would be back. Not in these moments though; I was the Alpha here now. They would abide to my rule or they could go. I was a fair leader as they would come to understand and realize. I didn't think that ruling with a iron paw was needed here. I didn't need to be a monster to stand tall and proud as their leader. No ma'am!

There is a call and I listen to it. It is young and well known. Sciathàn. It was one of my young whelps. They were growing well though and of course, I was proud of them. Sciathàn had been a pretty busy boy in the last couple of weeks. I was proud of him of course, how could I not be? I moved from down the path and headed in his direction. I saw no others about and so, I approach him with little effort. My brilliant eyes take him in and they are sparkling with love. There's a smile on my lips and I gently run my nose along his forehead. "Hello my dear boy." The murmurs are soft from my lips as I settle back on my haunches and clear my throat gently. "What is it that you need Sciathàn my boy?" I was ever so curious of course. Why shouldn't I be?

I wondered what Arancione and Apollinari were up to, but I wasn't worried. Most of the pack would think twice about coming after a new leader's pups. Especially when that leader was well liked among most of the pack. The newcomers that had their voices in another direction would bide their time perhaps, but I was not worried for my young ones. They are several months old now and heading closer to a year old. They were old enough to be going out on adventures and gatherings. They might not be old enough to hunt but I would not mind sending them off to seek out our allies. Granted an adult or two went with them. I was not fool enough to send them out on their own. There was one pack that I would be seeking out on my own though. Well, with Niviaq by my side of course. That was Iromar of course. I would never send my off-spring in their direction so young. It was not really safe. They may have liked Purge but I was unsure of how they might come to view the changes that were going to be in place now.

No, I would not send Sciathàn into that kind of a situation. I didn't know how I might be perceived but I was intelligent enough to not have something drastic happen where Iromar was concerned.