Wapun Meadow to catch a butterfly

Fade? :)

I think there's a quicker way to shut him up, said the arctic creature. A light grin crossed his ashen features as he canted his head in a birdlike manner. "That won't be so easy," he replied knowing that his time here had ended. Truth to be told, he didn't want to be here talking to a bunch of cursed losers when he could be at the Bypass, discovering new lands, recruiting new wolves, chilling beside the lake, watching the sunset. Like why the hell was he even here? Why did the gods even lead him here when he was obviously needed someone else? To say goodbye to this dishonorable agouti shitface in front of him? He did not hate the Creek, just wary of them, neither did he hate the wolves there. Well maybe Scimitar, no, the silver male held a faint thread of respect for him although disgust ruled after all he viewed the leader as dishonorable and no Roman liked wolves who were dishonorable.

He stood there, his tail swishing casually behind him as he listened to Scimitar's useless words. They had no effect on him for he had suffered a lot more sharp biting words, physical damage, emotional and mental damage than the whole Creek put together ever had. He did not regret protecting and teaching his siblings, did not regret doing it even if it meant he was constantly punished, constantly scolded, constantly bleeding his ass off. Because he was doing something honorable, something right, something that showed the hard shelled Roman was loving and he cared. And no matter what happened, he did care for the Creek in his own way, even if horrible things had happened there, he still cared faintly for Bazi, Scimitar, the wolves he had known in his time there but there was no way he was going to tell them that when they thought him an arrogant, dishonest bastard.

“I suggest you go crawl back to your hiding hole now, before your tongue is ripped out. Wouldn’t be able to spread any lies then, now would you?” Again the words held no effect for his tongue had once been nearly ripped out by his father although his mother had stopped him. One good thing she did in her whole damn life. The light smile still on his face, he dipped his head to Scimitar as a show of sincere respect although the agouti might view it as something else. "As you wish, Scimitar. Although I don't have a hiding hole, I have vast lands to discover for I have nothing to hide from." his words soft, for the first time his voice held a the light accent he had.