Greatwater Lake Down by the lake

Crius was obviously making a joke of himself and this larger wolf was NOT amused. It'd be a travesty for Crius to be mauled before he even got to claim a den for himself in the territory of his pack. The canine before Crius was probably older and had seen his share of witless wolves. No, no Crius needed to earn this guy's respect, as it may pay off in the long run. This older wolf must have known Cicero, which was obvious due to the past two questions. 

"I apologize for my foolish behavior," Crius began, peering into the older male's eyes "And yes I consider Cicero a friend or... more of an acquaintance, I only wish he wouldn't have ran away from me when we were speaking.". Crius studied the wolf in front of him, there was something different about him, he was far more broad than most of the wolves Crius had met, and it appeared his tail had been removed. 

"May I have your name?" Crius' golden eyes stayed locked onto Burke's.