Larksong Grotto Wassup playa?

The darker man smiled at Skeet's comment, his humor was evident at least. Skeet appreciated that, a good sense of humor and just being able to not be so serious all the time. It seemed that calling for the alpha specifically was a big deal, Skeet could agree with that. He wondered what it was like to be alpha, or at least have some power of ruling. Was it fun? Demanding?

He believed he could soon start his own pack, though he got bit in the ass because of that. His attention was brought back to the man in front, who introduced himself as Reek Redtail. He grinned towards him and nodded his head. His comment about wanting to be called the "Grand Poobah" made him laugh out, enjoying the conversation. Skeet wasn't awkward, a gift from the gods he believed.

"I'm gonna stick with Reek" he joked. "I'm Nathan Skeet Afred, though I go by Skeet." Skeet looked towards Reek, wondering if he was the mate to the woman who accepted Skeet. "Hey, do you know the lady who's got whitish grey fur? I think others call her Tavi?" He asked, wondering.

In all honesty, she had this bitchy aura, though that was what Skeet felt. She was probably nice though, just wanting entertainment. She wanted a show and Skeet to prove himself. He would, sooner or later.