Hushed Willows so.. this all seems horrible

Stark was an imbecile if he thought Trick would ever respect him as a superior. He was nothing, worthless air that kept bugging him to no end- just like the new family that had come as soon as Warbone was so good as gone. He simply didn't get it. He had been kind, and nice and respectful, but they still didn't see him as the guy that could lead? He was becoming so sick of this. Was it his small frame? Were it his corny jokes from time to time? Did they see him getting it on with another male? He sighed softly. 

It was not that Trick was not interested in the female, nor in this conversation, he was just mad at the blindness of so many wolves. He looked rather surprised when she said she was going, and then he made up his mind. He would be leaving this place. He needed adventure- some naughty girls that would make his heart go boompedoompedoom. It will probably the last time seeing me, love. Have a nice day now. He said as his final goodbye, before swishing his tail in the air and making a run for the shadows to think his plans through.