Wapun Meadow to catch a butterfly

Shadow cast him a cool gaze – it was clear within moments, as the male began to speak, that he had antagonized the she-wolf in some form.. and given his choice of words, it was easy to tell the route he had taken. A small smile twitched at the corner of his tainted lips, and casting a sideways glance to Dovev, a male who seemed strangely familiar, though he could not place it, he turned back to Shadow as his shoulders lifted in a shrug.

“Interesting how?” There was a small pause as he shifted his weight then, sweeping himself down to settle on his haunches. If Shadow wanted to stir up trouble, he had chosen the worst pack to do so with – he of all previous members should have known that. “Really, I had thought you would have had better things to do than try to tell tall tales to new pack members. You must be bored.”