Redsand Canyon Shuffle, shuffle Jab

I apologize now for this brute. I assume he will know at least some of the story here. 

It had not been long since he had joined the ranks that the Imperator and co had been summoned to another pack. One that they had allied with. A queen had been killed. He snorted quietly A queen. Though he was a good soldier and he did not ask such things or request answers to questions that were not his to ask. He did wonder at the wolfess that could boast a queen.

It was with these thoughts another intruded upon him and he lifted icy eyes to her face, then quickly averted them. Her fur the color of shadows, with leaf browns around her shoulders and face. He was larger than she, but she was athletically built.

"M'am." He returned. He kept his tail tucked and though he was loathe to do it, because it was fruitless, he bowed down and further still until he was lower than she, despite that it worked the muscles in his leg, drawing them tight. "My name is Reyson Ebonywood. You have babies. You hungry? 

Per usual he got right to the meat of the issue. And spoke with straight words, nothing minced. She smelled like the angry she wolf too, but he wasn't about to mention that, was not her business, and it didn't matter. It had been put to the back of his mind. He felt no ill will, however. He would not be as kind in future conversations. Despite that he came near her den with children. He had respected the distance, had stayed away and left without thought. All he had meant to bring was food, as was his duty as a pack wolf to provide for those that were nursing, young or infirm.