Much of what is considered normal in the wolven society was unknown to him. His social world was small to begin with, and mostly his own relatives who have since faded in time...leaving him almost completely alone. Her cues were not taken and her words were taken rather literally. He knew no better, and his actions only made since to her request to be taught.

So, it was surprising to him when she calls him rude and her reactions are so...odd. She backed away, which is a good step towards learning how to be more careful. He knew what he had to teach her, but still did not...understand what she was going to teach him after. He supposed he would find out after their lesson.

She did have the instinct and reaction to move from his jaws. He did not hesitate to follow, his large form of white touched with lightning gold moving to land heavily on the bank after her. She had good reactions, but he knew she would have to act to out move any who peruse her. She seemed to be taking this...very seriously though, with her hackles raised and the agitation she showed. As he chased her, realizing he is slowed down by the weight of the water, he begins to get a feeling of confusion washing over him after she yells about him not wanting company. He stops, face wrinkling slightly.

"I WAS TEACHING YOU TO BE MORE CAREFUL...LIKE YOU ASKED," he yelled out, voice probably a bit harsh and yet still holding a bit of confusion and...disappointment at the end. What did he do wrong? He stood now on the bank, head raised high for a moment as he watched her go. He huffed, one paw kicking at the bank. He did what she asked and she ran away? He lowers his haunches to the ground, his head diverting to the murky water, seeing a very faint reflection of himself. He supposed...maybe he was a scary thing. Maybe he took her request to teach her to be careful too seriously.