Dawnlark Plains You'll never be what is in your heart

Speckletooth furrowed a brow, the expression over-the-top as he could manage. What? You don't think my face is purrty? Just teasing, of course. Whether Veteran he was as ugly as a burst ballsack or a fine old mare wasn't much of a worry to Speckletooth, though he wasn't so sure why the black wolf seemed to think he was ugly in any sense of the word.

I think you'd make a real good leader, Veteran. His tail waved behind him, offering it up with his usual grin. Yer a real good listener, ain't that what a leader should do? Nobody had sat and talked to him like this before, at least not with any of Veteran's intelligent conversation topics.

Well, it seemed like both of them were set then. Veteran would go looking for his people, and Speckletooth would do the same. He supposed that meant they would be parting ways. Thank for being a good friend, Veteran.