Bone felt his fur raise, and he shoved past the now advancing Soul. Who looked at him in surprise. "Bone, this is not the time for sibling rivalry!" he growled viciously. Bone turned and spat vicious intent at him before turning to Snowheart. Soul's fur was standing so on end right now out of pure anger, and his one eye was akin to bursting with rage. Bone was large himself, he toward over most wolves... though maybe he was not quiet as large as the new black wolf in Morning Stars. He narrowed his eyes once more "My problem is not you, it is Silverfang over there... isn't that right... "Littlefang" " he said, saying Silvers old nickname when they were pups.<br/>--<br/>Storm was shocked by the forcefulness in all the wolves voices. Especially Silverfang