Northstar Vale weeping of the stars

As the sky fell and left light trailing through the night, Kisu sighed contentedly. Sitting with another wolf on friendly terms was somewhat relaxing. The comfort melted away, though, as he heard a crackly-voiced old fossil of a wolf appeared behind them without announcing himself--not only that, but he basically shoved Kisu away while making derogatory comments toward the female. She seemed to fight the urge to attack him while telling him to leave with a biting tone. Kisu did not like to fight, but that did not mean that he wasn't frighteningly awesome at it.

Sighing, his brow twitched in annoyance. "Alright, gramps. You made your perverted point. Paws off of her." He craned his neck toward the red female. "Should we get out of here? Show seems to be ending, anyway. I am sure anywhere else would smell better." He smirked at his last comment while backing down the ledge, away from the male. Kisu really did mean that last comment. He had been fighting off the urge to gag. Eyes staying on the female, he waited for a response.