Firestone Hot Springs A Deer in the Mist

Majesty listened to his companion's words silently, taking this time to enjoy more venison. When the white wolf was done speaking, Majesty swallowed his mouthful and spoke. "I suppose you are right. I do often find myself in situations where it is going to take more than one person to lead the others through a situation. I have found that when put on the spot, I am good at a leadership role - if I do say so myself."

He paused to take another bite. "Come to think of it," he went on after he had swallowed, "I don't think my personality really is submissive. I often speak my mind about subjects that bother me, even if it goes against what a higher-ranking member wants. I think doing that actually got me in trouble the other day," he mumbled, remembering his angry conversation with Jinx's mate.

He decided that he liked this male, and that he could trust him to a certain degree. "It has always been my dream to start a pack of my own. I suppose this means I will have to lead more often. Alphas should be good at leading." He nodded to himself. "Thank you for the advice, friend. My name is Majesty, of the Silvertip Mountain Pack."