Redhawk Caldera typical

He didn't take the obvious pissing at his command well, assuming it an insult to him personally.  So he lunged, but he other wolf was already skittering away.  He could follow, but he snorted... not worth the effort now, and they'd have his hide if something happened while he was gone.

"That's right, better to run than tangle with me," he said to the now long gone loner.  Even that he run provided a pretty solid ego boost... Colt was a pretty lanky dude, but he liked to consider himself an intimidating sight.  Always nice when others agreed.