Iorwerth had been fortunate enough in his mind to avoid most of the pack. Still barely knowing about his own life he hardly felt like spending time with others and participating in any ridiculous small talk. This antisocial trait, he still wasn't aware of yet, was actually a part of him, not simply an effect from his current condition. Of course there were exceptions to this isolation, like now for instance when he strangely found himself craving the company of his sister or uncle, longing for the answers he hoped that they could give him.
Instead however he'd find himself confronted with another wolf, no a child, and one with quite an attitude at that. If he had a better sense of humour he may have found the situation a little amusing but his own state was far from that as he looked down to the young girl, gaze serious and not in the least bit fazed by her words. "What do you know child? You hold no power over me." He retorted stubbornly, certainly not planning on obeying her words. "And I am in fact allowed to stay here." Though he did not need to justify anything for the pup, he would state the fact all the same.
