Haunted Wood Like a Forgotten Song

The lithe brute gave a half smirk at the thinly veiled threat. 
"Your warnings don't frighten me, kid. This ain't my first time in a pack like this. Good to know wolf is still on the menu Though. Some things never change." He turned his head, exposing the scarring on his throat and chest. He noticed the cold reserve in the pups eyes- so it was a pup in training. "where's your mentour, kid? Who's teaching you the ropes of a world like this?" His memories flashed to Nix and he flicked his tail, irritated with the sentimental direction his mind was taking. As the pup prodded at his skill his eyes lit up. "Boy... fighting is all I know how to do. Fighting, hunting, and training."