Lone Star Mountain Just like a wartime novelty

Her giggle, if you could call the twisted sound that, made him raise his eyebrow. Apparently he amused her in some way. Her words made him open his mouth, yet close it again. She didn't need to know everything right off. Swishing his own tail, he waited for her response. 
It took only a moment, and as she answered, he grinned lopsidedly, a glint coming into his eye. So she was was a twisted kind of alpha. He didn't mind at all as he shook his pelt out, the dull pain radiating through his shoulder and side. The animal didn't wince, but looked at the wolfess with almost a cold look and said but one word. Deal. Tilting his head slowly, he watched and waited for her to begin their journey together.