Lost Creek Hollow So, what's the deal? Gary says triple homicide.

The pretty female seemed to relax once she found out that he'd become their punished slave because he'd done something wrong by accident, and he nodded. What the heck did she think he'd done? Right- she'd asked if he'd killed someone. Did he really look like the type who would do that? Of course, Joss hadn't seen his own image in a fairly long time, and had no idea just how dire he really looked and was oblivious to the fact that he almost always had a scowl on his face. Being constantly hungry did that to a wolf. Nara brushed the incident off, so Joss did too. Apparently things were bad nowadays- he was certain he had a pretty good idea of how bad things were. He was a slave to a pack, after all, for making a mistake. 

She insisted that he should go with her, and he knew he could possibly score some points with her if he did- but it wasn't worth it. He backed up a few steps. "I wanna go- but you seen Treason, right? Ain't gonna piss her off. Can't risk it." He said, shaking his head, flattening his ears. Damn his punishment; here he was, being invited out for a hunt by the prettiest thing he'd ever seen, but no, he couldn't go- he was forbidden to do so. And he was too cowardly to take a risk and go anyway. She excused him, of course, but he still felt sour about watching her go off on her own, knowing he couldn't go with her. He shrugged one angular shoulder. "Boar can be mean...Shouldn't go on your own. An' don't gotta bring me back nothin'." He said. So she'd scared off his meal earlier; he could forgive a face like hers.