You got lucky, kid

He smirked at the males feeble attempt to annoy him. "Well hello my dear Royale." He chuckled at his comment about his fur. He found it amusing when they tried to annoy him, he had heard much, much worse. Especially from those that had exiled him. Now they had had a lot to say. "Why my dear Royale, if I shrink two sizes. Then that would make you, what? A pup?" He was not even ever so slightly impressed by this man. The male spoke with a kind of proud, cocky tone. It was funny. "Where is mama? Left her by the den? Pups really shouldn't wander of." He mocked seriousness. Then he laughed his maniacal laugh. "But then again, all that fluff would make a great carpet." He howled again at his own humour. He did not want to recruit this wolf, he was not intimidating, bright or even slightly scary. This was just a game.

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