Wapun Meadow Bow down before the one you serve.

Taikon received no more than a fart of an explanation and a faint snarl for his question. The dark male was clearly not an animal to be pressed further, but Taikon felt unsatisfied. Clearly there must have been a reason to name a leader anything other than the common Alpha or King, and he wanted to know what it was.
The grey male moved on. Rather than engaging in further conversation, he made a choice to leave. This was abrupt, but something Taikon was used to given his lack of compliance with the status quo. Okay. Bye. He said it to mostly air, likely too quietly for the other male to hear. With that, he turned away and continued in his act of wandering, searching for nothing, doomed to an eternity of travel without gain.