Nice Guys Always Lose

He cursed himself. The other wolf obviously didnt like him and he could understand that. He should have pulled his lazy butt out of the snow and greet him properly. It was obvious he wasn't welcome here, but that only made it more attractive to stay. "Is this your territory or something?" he said. "In that case, you're pretty bad at it. Didn't smell anything." To make his point more obvious, he pointed his nose to the sky and sniffed. Now he had probably angered him even more, but he didn't care about it. Wolf wasn't nice to him, he wasn't nice to wolf. He still laid down and wasn't planning to get up. He wasn't planning to jump after him like a pup, so if they did not want to yell at each other, the other wolf had to come to him. He let his head rest on a rock, but stayed staring at the wolf. "At least tell me your name!"