Silvertip Mountain My Wounds Run Deeper Than My Veins

Ezekiel didn't know what was so funny. But Chaska's smile led him to think he'd done something laughable. Zeke raised an eyebrow, a bit confused, but he got over it quickly. He'd never know why some wolves were the way they were, and he would probably never know what he'd done to get the older wolfs tail to sway. His name was Chaska, one he'd definitely never heard before. This Chaska was courteous at least, returning his greeting and dipping his head. Finally, some people knew how to treat upper ranks. He still was yet to tell Steady about Anita's disobedient and rude streak, but with every confrontation he was getting closer to tattling.

Ezekiel nodded to Chaska's question, oblivious to the little drop in the males good mood. He usually didn't catch on to these things, he was bad at emotional conversations. Yeah, Steady's a cool guy. He's found a special girl now too, if you didn't know. Zeke smiled, finding the though amusing. He wondered how it would go between Steady and Niita, especially after the whole sparring incident. Steady was easy to let things go, but would Niita?