Ravensblood Forest High time for some camaraderie

Phocion watched the goings-on impassively, reacting to Ezekiel's miss with merely a flick of one white ear. He knew he ought to try again, but he was starting to tire of small game--when would the herds be back?! Instead, he padded over to Anita with a small smile, bringing his muzzle close to her ear as he prepared to whisper.

"Don't make an enemy of Zeke," he breathed, voice quiet as a summer breeze. "He's not worth pissing off. Trust me." He gave the pretty female a smile, softening his words, and took a step back, waiting for someone else to try their hand at hunting.

Makui he liked, though the wolf seemed a bit of a goofball. Then again, he thought sardonically, he supposed he could be a bit weird, as well. Ezekiel meant well but was a bit grumpy; Anita had a plethora of sass. All in all, this wasn't a bad pack to belong to. Hopefully they were as good at hunting as they were at bantering back and forth.