Silvertip Mountain Guilty Pleasures

He remained laying down as he went into storyteller mode. Something he hadn't done since leaving. When he was alone, he liked reflecting on those yet never said them aloud. Now that he was back, he might as well get back into routine. 

"This is the story of a wolf who sought out revenge against his pack's killer. This wolf...let's call him Cha." He purposefully made the similarity with the wolf's name and his name, since this was his story. "Cha had found a pack after his pack's death. He made a new life, began anew. But old grudges are hard to forget. So he left one day, hoping he would never have to return. To see the hurt on their faces from him having left. He believed he had betrayed them in doing so, so he wished that this would be his final journey." He took a breath, then continued on.

"After many days and many nights, he found the killer. Yet this could not have been the killer. he was kind, a father with many children. A respected alpha. But Cha, he was blind to this. As soon as he saw the alpha, they both recognised each other. Cha challenged the alpha to a duel..and won." The next part, he mentally prepared himself for. He was afraid of what had happened, afraid of sharing that one detail of what happened next.