Blacktail Deer Plateau Phantoms can't hang

Not long after you made your post, we shuffled the ranks and now Dante's Gamma. If you don't mind, I think I'll incorporate his promotion into this thread, especially since you mentioned he wants to know how to climb the ranks. :)

Naturally, his nose began to itch. With one paw out of commission and the other covered in shit (literally), Peregrine could not immediately take care of it. Impatiently now, he rubbed his soiled foot in the grass, then as soon as it appeared clean enough, he leaned back on his haunches and swiped at his itching schnoz. His lip curled as the smell of feces wafted into his nose, sticking to the sensitive olfactory tissues within with grotesque tenacity.

Dante walked onto the scene right then, prompting the Alpha male to set his good foot back on the ground and rearrange his features into a vaguely sheepish grin. "Hey," he greeted the other male. His tail thumped invitingly. "It's good to see you here, Dante the Gamma," Peregrine greeted with a wiggle of his brows, unknowingly addressing an unspoken issue on the other wolf's mind. "My leaders and I felt you deserved some recognition for volunteering as a storyteller last week, though we didn't want to immediately toss you into the upper ranks at the time... you know, in case you were a serial killer or something," he quipped.

Because he was tired from his brief, shuffling walk, Peregrine toppled over into the grass, careful to favor his good side. His dusky blue-green eyes remained upon Dante as he situated himself on the ground. "Congrats, man," he said as he settled, then added, "I guess it's probably unorthodox for the Alpha to roll around on the ground at the Gamma's feet but, well, I'm damaged goods at the moment." The swarthy male sighed softly.