Big Salmon Lake at the end of the day

The younger male dismisses Slavik, with a perusing gaze and then a snort. The blonde watches as Revui begins to stalk away, feeling disappointed and a bit like a loser. So far, Speedy was his only friend in this pack; and where he usually could make one with ease he found himself shut out once again. First with Speedy’s friend, Cadwalader, who had seemed dissatisfied with him upon first glance. Now again, with this guy. This was the first pack he’d joined, and he was supposed to not mess this up, that’s what he’d promised himself. Being one who so feared rejection, Slavik felt stung. His tail began to twitch with frustration, not necessarily at Revui but with himself. He’d gotten himself into this; for Speedy. So it was for her that he’d make it work out.

He didn’t move any closer, he knew better than to seem that persistent. But he did hope to coax some sort of response out of the other male by calling out, do you need any help with something? he wanted to feel useful, and the boy did seem a little stressed as well.