Horizon Ridge Minor planet

The sea undulated, from here resembling a rumpled sheet. The context of the ocean was removed so that its power and ferocity seemed laughable to him. Ironically, its vastness was amplified by the distance, and that made the sea daunting enough that Kevlyn thought it was even more terrible and awesome from afar.

He didn't get to think much longer on it, for a voice vied for his attention and won it. The three-month old turned his head to gaze down at Onyx. His status as a consort of the Sound meant that lowering his head and showing her utmost respect was tempting, but Kevlyn refrained; she wasn't a member of his pack, after all. He very much wanted to be subservient as he was with the sirens, but it simply wasn't fitting.

If that wasn't enough to keep him from submitting to her, then referring to him as a "thing" certainly was. Kevlyn lifted his chin ever so slightly at her remark and wrinkled his muzzle in disgust. "I am not a thing," he said slowly and coldly, just barely concealing a delighted wiggle at how very serious he sounded and how none of his words came out childishly slurred. In fact, it was the first time he'd ever managed to sound even the slightest bit displeased with another wolf, and that no doubt had everything to do with being reduced to a "thing".