Silvertip Mountain Old Stylo

Copper wasn't exactly angry at Bindi, he was most angry at being tripped. Being a loner back in his day he wasn't quite used to people standing up to him. So when the wolf had physically tripped him, it was way over Copper's acceptance level.

He quickly regained himself though, asking the wolfs problem not quite out of anger, but as a serious question. Oh well. He was going to have to get used to this. He his the pain on the right side of his flank with conversation.
"so what brought ya' here? A better life, or what have ya'?" Copper said, with growing genuine curiosity. It slipped out of his mind this entire trip was in order to keep the borders. He was working his ass off, and this wolf was putting it in jeopardy. Oh well. It seemed Fitz was the only one who made an attempt to be friends with him.
Nothing made you feel worse than being in a pack that was just founded. You were at the bottom, since there weren't many wolves in the pack.