Mudminnow River obscura

"Whatever" was from the man who had little to say after sitting there in near silence. Aggression rolled off him in waves again. As much as he was loathed to admit it, Holland felt the need to wrap this up. He had already stalled enough. "I am a healer" he utters to Arbiter as the other man departs. He dips his head respectfully to her though.

Despite her interruption earlier, despite her own blunt words... he found he did not care. A female leading a pack was perhaps more suiting than some overconfident males. Yes, the woman was confident but she did not air it in such an aggressive way. So Holland felt he could try to get along with her. "Forgive me" he says, lifting a brow "I do not mean to cut this short."

But he had to go. "I must seek shelter, and I had already been stopped once" he lifted a paw to Arbiter, showing his rough pads and blood-dry feet "I should clean my paws" he also gave her, sounding apologetic. Lifting himself he would turn and leave, giving a friendly enough wag to the alpha. Well, friendly enough for him. "farewell, Arbiter."