Porcupine Ridge A possible pack member

Jolon let the black alpha sniff him from top to bottom, although he started to worry when also the brownish male wolf started to get closer. Things got even worse when the big alpha began testing him as a pillow. Jolon wanted to be submissive, not be a complete attendant. Then the alpha said something so disrespectful that it made Jolon's mind scream: enough. He let out a tiny growl followed by a soft whimper. not trying to sound dominant or threatening, rather saying: please, get off me. Jolon had much more qualities than being something soft to sit on so your ass won't get sore! Then the female alpha asked him something with that enthralling soft voice of hers.

"I offer strength, loyalty and complete devotion to the pack's well being. I offer a good hunter who will make sure the pack won't starve to death." Jolon answered with a faint smile and warmer than he intended. It seemed being around other wolves had made him open up more. Normally he would've said something along the lines of; a good leader, but it looked like this pack had a pretty good one already. He glanced at the wolves around him. Yeah, if he got in this pack, he would certainly be a lucky bastard.