Greatwater Lake It's time you stop thinkin' and wasting the day

The world was nothing lighter than a shade of middle grey.  Willfully ignorant of reality, then. He'd fit right in at Elysium -- the land where there could be nothing wrong but Mal.  Not a sort he had any desire to hang out with any more if they couldn't bring themselves to accept reality.  He had better things to do than deal with such foibles.

But then the guy continued on and invited him to a pack?  Lolwat.  Few months late on that one.  That amused him in quite the wicked way, Seems like you're desperate.  Maybe it's because a pack called Fox is pretty dumb.  You should rename it.  Mal's reply was obviously based on his phrasing.  Since Leen had already introduced himself and there were no others about, he was giving him the benefit of the doubt that he didn't have an alter ego named Fox that was actually doing the recruiting.  As for a grove?  It wasn't like Mal knew the entire Wilds.