Silvertip Mountain Super shade throw down

Anita paced around the new territory, sniffing along the borders for anything out of the ordinary. She was new to the pack and wanted to help out as much as she could. The only scent she picked up made her cringe. Please don't tell me he's here. Anita followed the scent to find Zeke, cooling off under a tree. Despite him being in the shade, the male always looked like he was basking in his own private sunlight. 

Without hesitation, Anita strolled up to him. "Well, if it isn't the glorious Zeke," she muttered, voice dripping with distaste. "What does a fine wolf like yourself find himself doing on such a nice day?" The reddish she-wolf smirked, sitting down right in front of the shade. She carefully placed herself right at the edge of the shady area where Zeke sat, as if to say "I'm not getting near you if I dont have to". Anita noticed that he was panting, her eyes dropping to his long fur. "It is such a shame that your coat is "oh so luxurious", is it not? Luckily for me, my short coat and I get along quite well with this scorching summer," she grinned again, petty remarks were what she lived for, and this male deserved every one of them. Anita opened her mouth for another stinging remark.

"I suppose you could say that the hot-shot has finally lived up to his name, no?"