Silvertip Mountain Resolute

Makui watched as another wolf came toward him. His stance reeked of dominance, tail and head held high, and Makui, after a moment, lowered his own body. Submit, first thing to do. Should he have rehearsed this? Maybe he should have practised. Was his tail low enough? He didn't think so. He lowered it more.

The male asked him what he wanted, in a kind way. Makui took that as a good sign, and rememberd step two. Be respectful. "Hello, um, sir." He cringed internally at the greeting, but sir was a respectful way to address someone, he hoped. He begun his next sentence, which sadly did not turn out quite so great as the first. "I am packing for a search" He paled at the total failure of his sentance, and was quick to make amends. "I mean, I'm searching for a pack.” he said hurriedly. Had he already screwed this up? Maybe the beta wouldn’t his slip of tongue, perhaps he would.