Sun Mote Copse Wheat Kings

Fluke smiled shyly when he caught the teasing tone to her voice. He'd learned, after being teased for his childhood years, to simply let it roll off his shoulders as much as possible and to go along with whatever his packmates had decided to pick on him for. That didn't necessarily make it any easier for him, for sure, but at least it made it less likely that they would continue if he didn't get all riled up. So to her response he nodded along, a faint smile on his lips. "Yeh. Guess my parents were a bit long-winded," He said, though he didn't necessarily enjoy talking bad about other wolves, either. 

Fortunately for him, Corinna belonged in the area, so he let out a sigh of relief. "I'm not much of a guardian, to be honest," He admitted. "I don't mind patrolling, as long as I don't have to go too fast, but I don't think I'd be very good if someone mean came along, heh," He said.