Firestone Hot Springs A Deer in the Mist

The other wolf seemed to get defensive about his point, furthering proving it to Rayder. But he let his hunting partner finish what he was talking about, taking in his words to form a more suitable reply rather than blurting out more advice. "...Then what about when you get old and crusty? No one will ever remember you if you just sit on the sidelines and follow orders your whole life." He said, then paused to feast on the deer some more, now able to get a bite of the meat, which was delicious.

"'M not saying you gotta be a leader all the time, sometimes it's more of a benefit to be in a lower rank." This was the case for him right now -- he wasn't looking to officially be an alpha currently, as there was no need for it, especially in the Plateau. And he didn't know enough about the area or the residents yet, to try and start his own pack if he so desired.

Swallowing another bite of the freshly killed buck, Rayder took a breath before continuing. "But even when in a lower rank, you don't have to be submissive in personality. Just in posture." A sly grin came over his face -- hinting at how true his own words were for himself, having no respect for the current leadership despite only being a Kappa.