What was up with him and finding angry young females? It's like they gave off a pheramone or something. Last time he'd found that girl in Iromar who's mom had just been murdered. She was so angry at the world. She was actually tearing apart a flower when he found her, not much different than this chick who decided she was just going to rip her claws into the dirt itself cause that will do so much better. What's up with girls and wanting to bend the world to their will? He was sure if Bel had the motivation, she'd be an invincible alpha. She just had that look about her, that determined spark in her eyes that made others feel the urge to do her bidding. Somehow it'd worked on him anyway. Or rather, that's what he told her to keep her happy. Instead, she was the force that kept him anchored and she was his and no one else's. He knew from the moment he saw her as a yearling on those cliffs that he was meant to claim her before someone else did. And now that they'd performed that delicious ritual in Iromar, it was official and he could call her his without debate.

He was feeling better and better about Asteraia the longer he was here. It was the place of his birth so he already knew all the ins and outs of the pack land. Then he had his mate and his only living sibling here to torment so all was well in the world. And he had a rank and a purpose in life that just so happened to spread chaos just as he pleased. He could stir the pot to a good ol' boil just by stealing the right wolves. It was all rather fascinating when he thought about it. And he was enjoying himself so why the hell not? So far he'd stolen three wolves and he was having a time of it. He was only getting started too.

He watched the female scrape at the earth like it owed her a favor, as if she could tear her way into its core. Tilting his head, he couldn't help the roguish smirk that tugged at his lips as he trotted closer and sat down right in front of her, dictating her attention. His eyes narrowed in concentration at first, like he was seriously checking her face for something before he sighed and straightened up. "Hm, no foam or unusual redness of the eyes so I guess rabies isn't in the air, but you seem a little extra neurotic today. What's that about? Care to share, princess?"