Wapun Meadow Bow down before the one you serve.

Aww, thank you

The grey beast had a confident air about him. He strut himself nearer to Taikon, whose hackles also rose. Histail fluffed as well, and he held it out as a clear sign that he was not to be trifled with. The other showed no real aggression, but his expression made the white wolf laugh nervously.
Sorry; their smell makes me sneeze. I don't like it either, he said, assuming the other wasn't disgusted by him. He wanted to sniff the stranger, but a sniffle quickly reminded him that it would do little good. Instead, he raised his head a bit, as if to look down on the other male despite their height being comparable. He moved to the side to show his, honestly, meager bulk that he thought was much larger. Where'd you come from, anyway? The question hung rudely, and he made no sign of offering his name or a kind word past his earlier apology.