The silver wolf tilted his head in a curious manner as the other male laughed but he kept his mask on, a smirk curving up his lips as he waited to see what the older male had to say. He was actually quite calm and peaceful but when that, that old man shot him a warm fatherly, he crossed the line. But still he kept calm and waited, the smirk still dancing on his lips.
"I understand you're not one for talk, and from judging your lack of attention to another, I see you do not contain patience. You are are a wolf who studies. One who finds the intentions of others, and determines whether it may be beneficial to keep em around." Shadow laughed but still didn't answer. "You don't hold anyone close enough to depend on them, just incase they screw you over. Independence runs strong in you." Of course, he had survived because of it. "Keep at it. That is the one trait I never had as a young one. And that is another mistake I will never make again."
That old male was wrong, dead wrong. His siblings had been close to him and he had friends. He had Paar and Danica and Bazi..... but maybe he didn't trust them that much. He shook that thought away, it wasn't important now. He turned his icy gaze to the dark male and with the cool smirk still on his face, he cocked his head.
"Who made you my father, old man?" he asked softly, smirking at him. "I don't need your advice and your observations are wrong, dead wrong." he yawned. "Oh by the way, why aren't you dead on your journey here?" he asked, his tone amused as he gazed at the older male.