I'm simply wondering

The man had gotten a little settled in the territories, if you counted simply wanting to explore. The mexican wolf held steady on the borders and he didn't dare pass over because where he grew up, that was seen as rude one way or another. Pastel green eyes would make note of the invisible scent markers and even the terrain. What a nice place to live, especially for a pack. His goal here was to get to know each and every one, after his past he had no desire to join a pack. Antonio wished to become a mediator if the packs wished. Should a runner someone with a message not be able to travel somewhere as fast because they were needed they could find him as he would settle someplace soon and could make messages himself. He also wished to mediate allies, or perhaps even give advice on anything he could. He might have been a bit young, but with how he had lived he was experienced enough.

Antonio raised his head and howled into the wind. It was soft and much far from hostile. Though it was a clear cut not a call of joining either. To talk and converse with the pack's leader and decide what to do from there. His tail would curl a little, confidence was key. He wouldn't be offended if he was mis-gendered, nor would he be offended if they didn't wish to be a part of this new program of his. He just felt as if this was his lot in life. He didn't belong in a pack anymore, but still longed for that slight connection and to do something that was worth while