Silvertip Mountain Daybreak

Outnumbered by women, as always it seemed, Ezekiel flushed at Reiko's comment. He always tried his best to smell nice, but today he just happened to feel like rolling in flowers. It wasn't a very manly thing to do, but he would be ok. Everyone had to look a little vulnerable sometimes, and it wouldn't be long until the whole pack saw his childish side. You think so? He said with a charming smile, reaching down to sniff at his chest fur. Reiko turned to address the wolf he's scared behind a rock (figures) and he flinched when he heard a voice. 

Everywhere he went she was there. There to ruin his introductions and encounters with new wolves. She'd done it with Valette, butted into his hunt with Reiko. She'd been demoted to omega for it, and he thought maybe she'd cut it out. But here they were again. Was she following him? Suddenly a thought popped into his mind. Maybe she was taunting him because she liked him? Maybe that's why she kept popping up when he met other females. Was she jealous? That didn't make him any more irritable, but this time instead of clamming up and getting all stoic faced, he looked down in embarrassment. Her taunts no longer angered him, they just got him frustrated and down.

To stop Zeke from further awkwardness, the younger grey female stepped from her hiding spot and introduced herself. Polaris. That was a star, if he remembered right. Back at his old pack, they all knew the stars, and prayed to them. He'd always thought that to be silly. He snapped out of his short lived stupor and dipped his head towards Polaris joyfully. You liking the pack so far? He asked, hoping to instigate a friendly conversation. That was what wolves did apparently, to make friends.