Broken Boulder Roads go ever ever on

This kid just didn't get it!  They had to leave because... Because.  Can!  Go 'way!  He wasn't really going to take no.  They should just vanish!  Go to another pack!  Something!  Don' want you or them.  I want my mom back.  Yours no count!  Whether or not he'd really noted the plural, who knew.  But he was definitely displeased about the whole thing.

He was not going to be replaced by whoever this guy was!  And he wasn't going to have his mom replaced either!  In fact, he should just stomp right off and go back to his search.  If he dallied enough with this loser, someone might come looking for him.  Yeah.  Stomping sounded good.  So there! he shouted, spinning back towards the direction he was originally heading, tail sticking up like a rather scrawny banner.  Yeah, who knew if he was gonna be stopped by anyone.  Mali still had a mission.