Shy Deer Steppes Snakes Among Wolves

He’s heard of the man called Vengeance. A child killing something such as that, especially a female child? He scoffs internally, he wonders how it’s done. He must meet this child Serem speaks of. He believes, with confidence, he can earn the respect of his pack mates, or he’ll die trying. To set this pack straight on the highest way of life is his next goal, no matter how he has to do it. 

“Of course.” He replies back to her comment about getting the rest of the packs blessing in order to challenge rank. 

He casts his gaze back upon the raven wolf beside him. The fire has been lit in his very soul and it translates through his eyes. Those silver hues linger on her own chocolate ones. “You have my word. Perhaps I’ll die trying.” He says smoothly, smirk pulling at his maw once more. He’s got a mission to fulfill.