For the King.

Majesty could immediately tell that the newest member of his pack was feeling very uncomfortable at the moment. He watched as the black wolf dropped the mouse and pushed it towards him with his nose. Then he began stuttering, and seemed to cut himself off at the last moment. But the alpha knew he had been about to say something. He smiled to the young one. "Hey," he said gently. "I may be the alpha, but you can speak your mind around me, alright? And thank you for the gift. Perhaps you and I should go hunting together one day. Would you like that?"

He laid down on the forest floor and crunched on the mouse for a moment. "To be honest, I'm not very good at catching small prey. My large body lets me lumber only. I am fast, but not usually fast enough to catch anything other than deer and the like. Perhaps you could give me some pointers." He smiled at his shy companion, waiting for his response.