Sunbeam Lair but do not eat from the tree of knowledge

Hope you don't mind me flopping in :)) I also assume this happened after the thread where Jolon is crying and stuff, so he feels a lot better. Ah, liquid time, you are my true friend :)

Jolon was now officially a slacker. A whiny bastard, that has stoop so low that his rank went with him. He had been here before many of the others in the higher tier, and still, he now was in the lower one. He had been with Asterr since the beginning, he had stood even higher than Noctura, and look where he was now. He didn't belong in this rank, he was a leader, a hero! Or well, he was. Now he just aimlessly wandered over the borders, too afraid to challenge anyone.

Today was the same day, but today he felt better. After spending the night with the sweet Ezimette, his worries were almost gone. He felt lighter, greater and more powerful. Perhaps his stories had brought him down by keeping them hidden for so long. But now they were gone, and only he and the white female knew about them.

The brute made his way over the many ridges, completely adapted to the life on the mountains. It had been a challenge before, but now his feet naturally found it's way over the many obstacles. Suddenly, his ears perked up and his tail flicked. A voice, one he didn't recognize. He pulled up his nose, and with a high tail, he ran up to where the voice seemed to come from. He may not have been in the best rank to show such dominance, but he didn't care for now. If it was an intruder, it better know it's place.

When he arrived, he saw his lovely companion and another light pelted female. He didn't recognize her at all, nor did he know she was a higher rank than him. If he would've known, he would've taken her on right now, to show he was more worthy. Instead, he stepped in front of Ezimette protectively, eyes on the stranger, oblivious to the fact this was just a small meeting between two pack members.

Friend or foe, stranger? He said in a demanding tone, just slightly pulling up his lip. What an oblivious man he was, indeed.