Goodbye Graceful

Alright...He decided, he kinda liked this guy. Though he was too cheery for his taste, maybe that would change. The male had a point, if nobody else was willing to help him then he would help himself. "Maybe we can learn together then," he stated simply, but he was pretty eager to put himself to the test.

The other yearling would give him a name, confirming he was a loner. "My name is Azazel," he would decide to leave out his surname. It wasn't of any importance to him anymore after his mother had decided to up and leave. "And yeah, I am from that pack...but it's full of old wolves so..." Well, asides from his siblings and the other pups as far as he knew, but he didn't quite feel like talking about his dumb pack. He had a few interactions when Mask had called trainings, but asides from that nobody else really talked to him so he didn't particularly care too much about it. "So...should we begin?" Honestly, he was eager to get things started. Idle chit chat could wait till later, right?