Larksong Grotto 20:15

Charley trotted along with the new white female, snifing around for no particular reason. He wasn't persay trying to show dominance, it was simply who he was and what he did: he walked in natural dominance. It was in his luck, this time, that he was actually the higher ranked wolf here. He watched curiously as the other male dove into the water, vaguely surprised when he came up with a prize. His easy posture did make the brute realize he might be a little.... overbearing. 
Not that it changed the way he held himself, but he also didn't push his rank. When Novalia didn't speak, he assumed it was being left to him. However, he didn't know this male, only that he smelled of a pup and Reek. 
         "I'm Charley Pryor, and this is Novalia. Are you new?"