Bearclaw Valley Safety first.

  He watched as another wolf came over. All of them had something to say, always negative. "That's to bad. I was hoping he would be here." He looked around, watching if anyone else would come. "He did have a reason to leave in fact." He turned his head to Kove, eyes clouded with fake grief, "His whole family, with an exception of me, were murdered. Of coarse, I killed the murderer out of my own sadness." He looked down to the ground, forcing himself to hold back a twisted smile. He was the murderer. He killed his own flesh and blood. And he enjoyed it.


 "I just wanted to know if he was safe, and he got away without a scar." He gave a small bow of respect to the Alpha's. Obviously they where the Alpha's for the gray wolf called them 'king' and 'queen'. "But since you refuse to answer, I will leave. As promised." The crimson fury was indeed an excellent  liar.