Lost Creek Hollow Joining

Panic, fear and regrett for what words he had chosen to speak was all that he could feel right now.
He had come so far to find a good pack and it ended far to quick.

"I didn't mean it like that... I. I meant that I don't look for fights the first thing I do, I do it to protect and to hunt, of course. Please, I don'd think i'll fit in any other pack."
He was pleading. begging even. If he were to be denied now, he'd probably not dare to join another.
He let out a silent whimper, bracing for a denial.