Larksong Grotto Imma just wander in 'ere

It seemed that the woman in front didn't like his answer, nor believed him. What was a guy like Skeet to do? Kiss her ass and beg to join? Yeah no, he had too much pride to do so. Her doubt for his skills in hunting irked him, his nose wasn't too jacked up. He vould smell, it was just really weak.

"Not all hunting depends on smell" he replied to her. "It also depends on hearing and sight" he spoke to her. Nose strength was good and really necessity to a wolf. But when one sense is taken away, the others become stronger to make up for it.

"At least I'm not blind" he said. When she asks for anything else, Skeet had to really think on what he was going to say. He gave her s thoughtful look before replying. "I work on defending" he said.

It was his own job when he was a yearling. He had to watch over the young ones and protect them from danger. Some of his scars wage from his defending, coyotes could be vicious at times.