Otter Creek White Noise

If that's the case...I think I'll send him along the coast :D

Oh, Trajan's apology was genuine enough. Or at least, as genuine as he could get. Apologies did not come easily to the silver furred male, despite the many hours Shadow spent drilling the importance of knowing when one was wrong and saying sorry into his head. It just simply didn't come to him easily. Yes, he still apologised when he knew he was wrong but he had to grit his teeth and literally force himself to spit the words out. This? That wolf should be proud he managed to weasel those words out of the teenager's mouth. He definitely shouldn't be complaining about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Trajan said, faking a surprisingly believable apologetic face. "Should I do it once more?" The apologetic look turned into a devilish smile, tinged with barely contained annoyance. "I'm genuinely sorry for being an ignorant pup and acting like I'm the king of this land, because I know I'm not. But I'm not sorry for trying to lighten up the atmosphere and getting attacked because of it. Granted, my attitude towards it and, of course, you, was wrong and entirely my mistake but....- you know what? Why am I even wasting my breath? I'm sorry for disrupting your afternoon, sir, I'll be leaving right now."

The Roman turned on his heel and was about to go, expertly reining in his anger because the moment he let go of those reins, he knew he was going to charge around and attack that man. Now, however, was not the time and so he kept his resolute stoicness. "Have a good day, sir," he flashed a coy smile at the man, head and tail lowered slightly as he trudged away, showing a sort of grudging respect for the old man. Trajan didn't like him, but respected how he defended his land, even though Otter Creek technically wasn't his territory.

Who cares? Trajan didn't want to settle in a dark, suffocating forest anyways. A Northerner had no place in the south. Nah. He was going to head North now and see what he could find there. Maybe there would be a pack more suitable for him somewhere. Breaking into a run, Trajan left the encounter and the grumpy Alpha behind, already finding more important things to occupy his mind with.