Stavanger Bay Won't see me closing in

like all females, chusi rejected his half-hearted offer. murgash was not a ship easily sunk (if anything, he was a bit like ironsides... both in the girth and the longevity department), and he simply shrugged the rejection off with a low sweep of his tail. he wasn't exactly thrilled about leading a strange wolf, even a young one like chusi, to the denmother -- he was sure in some way, that would violate the sanctity of the borders. he was about to offer to simply keep chusi company until someone came -- that was, until he saw doe prowling towards them.

his tattered ears fell in deference, and he grinned somewhat stupidly as she rightly put him in his place. he didn't really agree per se that there were plenty; at least not around here - doe wasn't interested and he thought mannoah was a little touched in the head. if anything, pickings were slim!

but he wasn't gonna say that.

instead he just slurped up his remaining drool and turned his attention to chusi, his attention roused by the mention of 'coywolf'. murgash was not aware it was mannoah, and internally he thought: old, hopefully female? and single?