"We have both been Omega's before; just don't expect us to stay that way." replies the large male with a cocky half-grin to himself, "Not much of a change from being a loner, don't you think Nebbia?" Soldier inquires her with another flick of his ears. "We meant no disrespect, only in the way of Mentor-Apprentice, I'll pick up your ways, swiftly." Not that her ways shall influence mine much, far too.... used to the ones i have for that... Is thought after his own words. "We shall follow your laws, weather we like them.. or not. Clear as murd--"
"Sol!" Snaps Malone in his ear, before he causes trouble with his dominant personallity traits and violent, brutal, vicious streak. "Easy..this isn't the way to do things, not by the Mera, or this pack, and you are no Hire-paw anymore who did do those things. We seek to join, therefore... no Sol."
"My appologies Mal." he uses her nickname, they never use full names around strangers. "Clear as rain." his own teeth however are not bared warningly - he appears easy, carefree Like nothing matters. He isn't afraid to fight (infact he would welcome a fight), doesn't look prepared in the least, but if he must he will and strike as fast as a rattler without the rattles warning.It has been too long since I shed blood in anger, in revenge, in a fair fight, in protection, in warning. Far too long. A deep breath, "My appologies Nebbia, it was not my intention to be out of line.''