Greatwater Lake The Perks of being a Lone Wolf

The grey male came out of the water and Malcom waited still in the shore. He shook the water off and then spoke to Malcom again. "Malcom" he barked with pale mistrust in his cold eyes "But friends call me Mal.." he wasn't sure Finn was a friend, but he wanted to start things the right way, not like how he did with the pretty faced mountain bitch the other day.. That didn't end up well.

"You're not part of any pack, are ya?" Malcom said, scanning the surrounding area to see if Finn had brought any company, but it didn't seem so, so he allowed his muscles to relax a little but still expectant for Finn's answer..