Totoka River pearl

The wolf before him wasnt at all much too look at. For if it wasnt for his rather average height and coating, it was that crooked nose and one snaggled tooth. Instinctively Aiolos tensed to Ruvik's cowering, hackles lifting, tail standing out straight and rigid behind him. Aiolos was used to fighting consistently amongst the men of his former home in order to prove himself to the females. But this was not the same island. It was not Themiscrya. 

Aiolos laxed, tail made to rest behind him. The other male's submissive display (hunched body to look smaller, tucked tail) was a manner in which Aiolos knew too well and had often held amongst females. Aiolos, even after so long of not being a lesser amongst women still found the gestures hard to shake. But he was learning, he was becoming something new- stronger, bolder, wiser...

I remember you at Ying's promotion. He spoke, taking a few paces closer, head lowering to level with his spine, less threatening. Have you seen her lately, Ying I mean? Might as well get to it.