Haunted Wood Like a Forgotten Song

He looked up as a yearling approached- he quickly assumed it was either a wandering young upstart, or an Alpha pup in training. He himself wasn't much bigger than a 2 year old, but with size came speed, and he had trained for years to develop the strength, agility, and speed necessary. 
Any other pack he would have smirked at the pup, but here he knew better. Pups his age could kill full grown warriors with the right training. 
He fixed his Amber eyes on the pup and gave a halfway grin. "Just a rogue looking for a place to rest my paws. Maybe contribute. Maybe get some Rank under me." He feigned nonchalance, having been the cause of the downfall of the alternative, Idiot upstarts demanding things.