Blacktail Deer Plateau Dutiful To Duty

Hey! It's appears reading more has caused my muse to reappear - hopefully a character with a mission will help it stay.

As Dutiful walked towards the mountain he saw another wolf on an intercept course. He had intended to just give a nod of the head and carry on with his patrol, but the other wolf approached and, dutifully, FitzDutiful waited for them to speak.

"Evening sire," he replied, realising that one of the other leaders approached him from their dominant stance (and then echoed in their words). Respectfully Fitz's body was lowered, and his muzzle raised to look up to his alpha male. He drew his ears back, automatically, and his tail found a life of its own and lowered itself as his back arched slightly. Never, ever, dismiss respect. That was pack duty (and was more likely to guarantee you kept your life).

Now to answer the question: "My name is FitzDutiful, sire, at your command." All opinions of how he was, once again, being true to his namesake and going overboard with it weren't going to appear now. He was just being himself. It would be a retrospective view on this meeting that showed him how, yet again, his duty had come above all else. And that would, once again, cause inner turmoil as he would wonder whether he was missing out on something, whether being dutiful could be a detriment.