Big Salmon Lake Be my Yoko Ono

Suprising.
In all honesty, Āzon wasn't expecting that to happen. If anything, a returned insult would've been expected, maybe even an attempted attack. But instead the young he-wolf took his words in good spirit. Huh...to think this was the same dude the was growling at him no-less than a minute ago...

In response to him saying jackass is a weak insult, the white brute couldn't help but...laugh. A rather loud and hearty one for that matter. It was the first smile to appear on his miserable face ever since coming to the Teekons. It almost felt weird but...out of his control. "Trust me kid, y'dont wanna know the full extent of my vocabulary..." he joked with remnants of a laugh that was slowly dying down. The statement had some truth to it — he was a yearling after all, meaning he was likely being parented by someone. And even if he did hold some knowledge of words like that, it didn't really feel right to be filling someone elses kid with garbage language.

"Nahhh, you can keep it. Told ya I didn't want it, didn't I?" Āzon said when he offered the food. Of course that was a lie, it would be stupid to pass up food in his current state, but they seemed hungry enough. There had to be other food around here anyway; hopefully more fresh. "My name's Āzon, nice t'meet you."