Moonstone Quarry And The Light may Shine in Your Eyes

Mal was also stubborn, but generally tried to avoid the whole fighting thing in the first place. If someone hated him that much, he was more apt to just avoid them. It kept him all in one piece. He did eye the scars though. Nah, he preferred keeping his fur pretty much pristine.

Mal didn't get what the fuss was about. What, do people actually get bent out of shape about that somewhere? He hadn't thought too hard about it. He had been too young to really noticed his own father's relationship with Alarian, and though he hated Seabreeze and Olive, it was more because they were awful people to him rather than who they liked. There's a lot of packs around here. If yours is being an ass about it, can't you just find another? It seemed like a pretty easy solution to him -- like everything in his life, if people were going to be jerks, then his answer was to go find somewhere where they wouldn't. His loyalties were to himself and none others.