Silvertip Mountain What few friends we have

Steady hadn't realized that Shalon had made a bad impression upon Ezekiel, though he did notice his friend's stoic expression and grumpy attitude. Steady was beginning to think that maybe that what just how Ezekiel met wolves at the borders. Steady knew he was friendly enough with his pack mates, so he figured maybe the other male was simply protective. Couldn't fault him for that.

He smiled when Shalon admitted she had come for a visit, and Steady nodded his head quickly. Of course! He remembered he had invited her, and he wouldn't dream of taking that back. He had no reason to. His gaze went between Shalon and Ezekiel. This is my Gamma, Ezekiel. Ezekiel, this is my friend, Shalon. He smiled between them as he introduced them, before landing his gaze on his pack mate. I met Shalon in Ravensblood Forest, and we had a little spar, he explained, assuming Ezekiel might be wondering how he knew the female. He turned back to their visitor. Run into anyone else lately? he asked, remembering her fight with the wolf she felt was trespassing in her area.