Two Rivers Isle better late than never

Vass was having a good time exploring the island on his own, but without @Pyro as his shadow, things were pretty quiet. The chestnut boy padded through the woods with his halfed tail raised high above his back-he'd long since learned the meaning of it, of dominance-, and was always amazingly confident in all he did. 
When a new male's scent drifted on the wind, Vass' lip curled. Ever since seeing his father's reaction to Issun, the Lordling had been very wary of strange wolves.
This time, though, he did not have Mom or Pyro to back him up: the little boy was alone, but that didn't daunt him in the slightest as he strode forward to find this newcomer.