Not today

The last rays of a setting evening sun shone onto a the wolf's white coat, enough to allow the blood to dry and become encrusted into his fur. A slender snout lifted skywards, inhaling deep, he took in the female's scent again and double checked that there was no more imminent danger heading their way.

By the sight before the male, he could clearly comprehend why the Coyote had almost taken him off his paws. It had not been his plan to kill another predator, or use his fighting skills and certainly at this moment, he was not at all in the mood for another battle. Although the female was smaller in the stature, sharp flamed horns upon her skull made up for the difference and that was more than enough to put him off fighting.

The disperser cocked his head slightly after his retort, snickering gently to himself and hoping that the canid would have a good sense of humour. He lowered his posture a tad, showing respect to the other wolf and understood the fact he was a lone wolf, close to claimed territory. The male was a gentlemen and was good mannered, as far as he was concerned manners didn't cost anything and there was no harm in sharing a smile and some positivity with another.