Blackfeather Woods blood on my teeth

"Name's Mikasi, doll," he answered. "I'm pretty new so not alot of wolves know me." He had smelled the scent of others lingering here and there, but never seen their faces.

 Mikasi smiled widely at their reaction to his little comment. "Heh, I knew someone could laugh at my jokes," he chuckled. It seemed as most he had met here were so dark and serious. Though he could be like that from time to time, but he'd rather be happy and thankful rather than being pissed off all the time. What kind of life could that be? Not a very nice one in his eyes.