sibling bonding! maybe?

Misery looked at the boy with his easy smile remaining in place considering the child for a few moments.  Finally, he lay on the ground near the kid to get face to face better.  “You didn’t say please,” mused happily, “Or tell me your name.”

Sure, the white pup wanted to play it cool and seemed to have a notion they were on equal standing.  Perhaps the pup thought he had guaranteed safety because of his blood.  Misery had the same blood and for today at least was larger and a hell of a lot smarter and more experienced.  The black and silver wolf had no intention to explain himself to a rude brat.

Finding where he would stand with kids early on was important.  He’d be happy to give more than one lots of his attention when he was around if it would gain Misery what he wanted.  But mom’s children could both be beneficial or irritation depending on how they grew up.  There was no point in teaching someone that would try to steal his fun.  How old the kids would be before he came to a final consensus Misery hadn’t decided yet.  There were unknown factors to be sorted out.

"Misery"