Sunbeam Lair Wish to be

Jolon always payed attention to what was happening around him, and so he heard the stranger much sooner than it had actually called out. His head swiveled around, taking in the scent of the new male deeply. He had seen the little guy around, but hadn't thought much of the white male. White had been a color he had started hating ever since Ezimette left anyway, so perhaps that played a roll also. He didn't hold the fur color against the guy, of course not, but it could still be a reason he hadn't talked to him. 

He raised an eyebrow and tipped his head. Gray? That's an oddly specific name, and it doesn't fit you... He said in his cold tone that he did not fully mean. Only when around Asterr of Noctura could he talk normally like any other wolf. Only now did he notice something off about the new face- his eyes were both another color. The longer he spent looking at the him, the weirder his markings were becoming. He sighed. He really wasn't being nice today. I'm Jolon, one of the first recruits of this rich tribe. He introduced himself.  What do you seek at the borders?