Firestone Hot Springs sunday morning

 Issun turned over to see the scorce of the voice. A strong pale wolf stood before him. He stood up with a grunt. "First one sounds right. That and getting gals." Typical for him. Always trying to flirt up a storm with almost every girl he sees. He couldn't help himself. "But I guess joining a pack sounds good to." But if he had to prove something to the male like last time, what could he do? He was a good tracker and killer but last time he showed that he could have been ripped to shreads.