Markus stopped, looking over the cliff. If he wasn't forced to stop he would've kept going kept running, kept going until his legs gave out. Turning around to run, he stopped once he heard footsteps backing up slightly till his hind paw hit air. He had no where to go, he growled he may not be dominant but he could protect himself if need be. The wolfs eyes were ice blue instead of the Amber like all other lycans were.