He moves with the slow confidence of a king unearthing his true potential, a being who knows himself more than he ever thought possible, he finally understood the drive within him to achieve something for the sake of family. Though his mother was long gone, Jumanji still remembers the pack responsible for her death, the one that reminded him of the first night he heard the ringing of the river of Judila, just before the screams over took the land. Such terror ran through him when his mother snatched him up and ran like the wind for the safety of out land worlds. His heart clenches as he remembers his mother's words to him, his monochrome frame sending him toward the beach as he makes his mind up for the hundredth time.

White, grey and black body stops as he reaches the borders, the call to dominate seeking to permeate the air as he inhales to calm himself and prevent the brawl right here. While Tesseract may not have done any harm to his mother, he still wished to see himself leader of her grave land. Alpha or not he had lived here once before, when Alana still haunted the place. A dashing smile came across his mouth as he remembered what he did to her, what came from her. He had faded though, was lost to Glorall's history and the dominance of his bloodline with the power hungry force of his mother and a blood lust to match, Jumanji makes for the center of the land. His tail is up like a flag, letting his intentions be clear as he lifts his leg by every rock, moving around the land in a display of marking, challenging the dominant one here to a duel, letting the strength of his scent drown out Tesseract's. He bays for blood as he finally makes his way to the heartland, his howls and yelps of demand beckoning to the alpha and letting him know of the new comer's intentions.

"I have come for your crown. It has dawned on me that I am meant for more than simple loner life, and I have been enraptured by the lands I once lived in. Fight me, or lose your place." With that said, to Tesseract of course, Jumanji turns and heads for the battle ground of Moladion. Nothing more needed to be said, he made his point quite clear, to the pack wolves and to their current leader.