there are worse things I could do

The male seemed to materialized out of nowhere, peeling himself from the background to come and stand before the young male. Vixe instinctively drew himself up, head tipping down and sharp green gaze zeroed in on the plaid male. Maybe he had been hoping for a monster to appear before him and that was why he was so left down but to be honest he had no idea what he had been expecting. Probably just something... more? Bigger at least... But this male was fairly petite, feminine almost and not in a particularly good way. How was he to protect his pack? Morphine was better equipped it seemed. A breath slipped from his lips involuntarily, a sigh of sorts, and for a moment his gaze flipped to look behind the male to see if someone else would show up and tell this guy to scram. But nothing came and once more his focus was pulled to this runt before him. Even his coloration made him seem weak in Vixe's eyes, something about the coloring of his skin made Vixe want to get in his face and either study him or try and intimidate him. He knew he should probably bow to this so called king but he couldn't bring himself to, instead standing where he was and studying the male with half curiosity and half disgust. Was it even worth it to stick around and peak to this male or should he simply carry on elsewhere and see if another pack would be more suited to his desires. But conversation began and if Vixe had learned nothing else growing up he had learned at least to be fairly polite to those who could potentially kill him in his sleep.

Lamb of future war? Ears would flip forward at these words as he tipped his skull slightly. A strange manor of speaking, too many words almost but his interest was perked. Would he stay though? And what did this male mean that he needed a male of Vixe's stature before? "Perhaps, what would you have me do if I did?" he asked, tone low and gruff as if it had not been put to use in quite some time. He honestly couldn't remember the last time he had had a full conversation with another creature. What would Vixe's roll be in this pack if he did decide to stay? Just another wolf to throw into the ranks and bulk up the numbers. A pawn to call a warrior in a pack that dared now wage war? No he was through with that, he needed a duty, a purpose in life now. He would see what this male had in mind and if it did not align with the young males own dreams and desires then he would state then and maybe they could converse from there. Or maybe this would simply not be the pack for him. He would be fine with continuing his search for the perfect pack, unlike his mother he wasn't overly interested in one stop shopping...