Firestone Hot Springs making faces in the clouds

The bull watched with mild amusement as the she-wolf turned up her nose at his presence. A low, throaty chuckle rumbled harmlessly in his chest as his brown eyes fixated upon the creature. Shoo? "Why would I wanna go and do that, missus?" All I asked is where the hot springs were, ain't nothin' get all upset about n' whatnot." he asked, head tilted upwards with flared nostrils. There was another wolf on the way, but before the hulking beast could pinpoint its location, the crusty old canine came barging in hollerin' about all sorts of things that would've made any proper lady blush from head to toe. "That ain't no way to talk to a lady, wolfin', why you gotta be like that?" It was then the older wolf charged him, and the elk stood paralyzed for a brief moment. "'Ey yo, old man, what you doin'?" The bull dropped his rack to joust with the wolf, though he had no intention on swinging and causing him any damage unless his pursuit continued.