Stone Circle Getting up midday makes me tired

Corvus couldn't imagine what it'd be like to be so up-tight all the time like this woman appeared to be. She was glaring daggers into his flesh, and he chuckled lightly. He found it difficult to be compliant with people like her. His stubbornness was waking him up. I have no interest in your pack, He said bluntly. I am simply passing through. I'll make sure to give a wide berth. He was being truthful, though there was a mocking glint in his eye.

With that, Corvus began walking in the direction he'd been originally traveling in—somewhat towards her pack's territory, but going around it. He wasn't ready to turn back to land he'd already seen... at least not yet, and one prickly wolf would not shake him off his course. This area aroused mild interest in him, and interest is what fueled him, at the moment. If there were more wolves, he'd be slightly more cooperative, but that'd be somewhat irritating.