Ouroboros Spine and some people thrive in chaos

Of course. I love Torvi threads

Rodyn stood still as the youth studied him. He knew well what it was like with new wolves. He himself had often stood at his father's knees and stared with the same boring stare into the wolves that came near. Though his thoughts had not been kind, his voice had been. 

Rodyn tilted his head. The silence growing and lengthening. He was just about to turn away, and leave the youth to it, when he finally spoke. Not very much, but it was a start. Rodyn was confident in his abilities to get the pup to at least like him a little eventually. They didn't have to be best friends, but aquantances would be nice.

I'm Rodyn. Of Moonglow. he chirruped back. Then he settled. Do you fish Kivaluk?