Silver Creek Life's too short not to live it up a little

He shifted on his paws slightly and sniffed, "If ya'll have me." The wolfess had said 'my pack' so Mawk supposed she must be the alpha.

He considered her question, and flicked his curled tail slightly. "Eh, I could be a Scout or mercenary if ya want. Both even, if it's what ya wish." He tilted his head, and it perfectly showed his more dog-like features, like the way his left ear folded a smidge when he moved. For a brief moment he realized this and gave a fake, uncomfortable cough. No doubt at some point someone would question his appearance, and he'd just have to answer truthfully. Not that it mattered. Surely they wouldn't turn him away based purely on his parents.