Flicking his ears at the sound of feral snarling, Alcarié looked up form the remains of his kill in curiosity. It did not seem normal for pack wolves to sound so vicious when no one was threatening them. Is it someone trying to take power? He thought in slight worry, remembering that Maka was the alphaess. Padding cautiously towards the group of wolves, the loner sat at the edge and watched the fight out of sight. His fur prickled at the sight of Onii, particularly now that he realized she was a good fighter. One day perhaps he could defend himself from a vicious attack, but the time was definitely not now.
His eyes scanned the place as Maka walked off, wondering suddenly if all the wolves, besides Onii or course, were as accepting of a loner as their alphaess. Some how he doubted it. Slinking closer to where the alphaess was sitting next to another pack member, he lay down in the shadows to conceal himself, wondering what a pack like this would speak of.
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