Swiftcurrent Creek Ain't no thinking thing

Ferdie was bound to protect the pack and a good way to do that he felt anyway, was aggressively defend first ask questions later. That would get the job done. The brute was not happy with the news the other wolf had to share and his lip curled slightly in distaste. He had fished for Fox before, caught a big one too, it didn’t matter that had been the one and only single fish he had ever caught in his entire life, he had caught one. That to him was an accomplishment and now others knew his short fallings, he’d have to ask Fox to keep that information to herself, one of these days he’d get around to teaching himself how to fish.

Bazi drew closer and Ferdie relaxed more as his a as he gaze settled upon her, his anger began to Ebb away, Jace seemingly forgotten. When Bazi stopped beside him, Ferdie immediately stopped circling Jace and settled beside her ”Ahoy? isn’t that Bones’ thing...” Ferdie inquired. The way Bones spoke sometimes made him stop and pause, while he tried to figure out her wording, though in truth he had only met her the once, the fact that Bazi liked her was enough to make him want to get to know Bones more.

Ferdie then returned his attention to Jace, the male was only as submissive as he had to be, though it struck a nerve with Ferdie it also made him respect the black spot a tiny bit more too.

To ease his ego a little he’d find away out of Jace’s task and perhaps get some rest he sorely needed too he turned and jumped upon the big flat rock, he had been attempting to sun himself on, which made him taller then Jace and spoke keeping his tone light-hearted though he felt anything but. ”I am a lost cause when it comes to fishing, to set in my ways, but perchance if I watch others do it, I might pick up a thing or too” In saying this he invited Jace to look like he was doing his job and Ferdie got what he wanted which was -not to fish-... He wondered quietly to himself how this might have turned out if Bazi had not come along.

Though their den was close to the water, wet was the furthest thing from what Ferdie wanted to be, he hated grooming water from his pelt. It was then Ferdie noticed what Bazi had been carrying, "Are you planing on becoming the new pack healer Mi'dear" If she was then Ferdie wouldn't mind being tended too that Lecter was a strange and odorous fellow.