Phoenix Maplewood Joining

Apollo focused his attention on the new wolf, approaching him, giving a small chuckle at his remark. His voice was low and mild. "I was just assuring myself that I would be heard, I didn't mean to rush you," He instantly noticed the wolves scruff-like appearance, and a scar across his muzzle. Reminding him of his own scars and past experiences. Apollo could tell this wolf was one of honesty, whether it be blunt or not. He would speak his mind and make his decisions final, so he knew he would have to give his best in the process of being elected into the pack or not. 

He lowered his body to be below the alpha's, but still looked buff and somewhat intimidating, even though he wished he didn't. A commonly thought name for Apollo was a  friendly giant, since his appearance coordinated with his personality very little, to not at all.