Axton gasped when he was noticed, immediately trying to back away from the male. When the golden black-striped wolf questioned him he stayed silent, not sure what to say, thinking that it would result in a violent reprimand. The wolf was right in his face, his blood red eyes pierced into him, his ears went back and he whimpered. That wolf was fast, very fast, maybe he was like him in a way, that only made things scarier for him. "I.....I came to drink f-from the river..." He said with a whimper, completely lying down.