Winters fur spiked. She was not tolerant of wolves who spoke to her that way. She looked Styrke dead in the eye and growled. "Excuse me [i]Styrke[/i] but a littl respect goes a long way. I'm sorry I said your name wrong but that gives you no right to snap at me." She looked at him Icily. She was a Sentinel and deserved the respect that came with it. "Keep that sharp bark of yours to yourself Styrke." Winter turned to Bruce and looked at him questioningly. "Alpha may I have a word with you in private once you are done talking with them?" She stalked away, the air around her cold as ice, her fur ruffling in an unseen breeze.

((Winter is a Sentinel/Watcher you guys. She isnt a subordinate. Just lettin ya know.))