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Bane thought upon Mavericks words for a moment, and only a moment because that was all it took for him to have an epiphany of sorts. "I really should have shouldn't I..." A glum look given as he gazed down at his paws. The grey wolf was getting old, and he was having some difficulty with his body now at this stage in life. "But now I fear it's too late for me in my stage of life. I've fought my battles and lost some, losing plenty of other things along the way. My body is old Maverick, but my spirit strong and mind keen. If you ever find yourself wanting advice of one who has been around since the times of the two-legs. You will have your respect when you become King Maverick, but for now, it's just me giving the younger generation of my old friend a hard time."

Bane yawned and licked his dry teeth, relatively content with the conversation he had. Either the younger wolf would take his words to heart or he won't. Bane would still do what Bane wanted to do. But for now he would retire to his hillside den and sleep, tired after a long day. As he turned around though Bane looked behind him and offered some advice. "Maverick, if you plan on going around and seeing other wolves today, I suggest getting the smell of pregnant female off of yourself. I know, and you know, that it would be best and more preferable if a certain King didn't know about it since you haven't mentioned it since the... I don't know, just throwing a guess out here, three or so weeks after you mated with her." Bane stifled his laughter and began to stalk away in the direction of his den.

-Exit Bane-