He lowered his tail submissively, backing away and looking on, though his eyes still flickered with mistrust. He shook his head as a large raindrop hit his muzzle. "We should go in before it starts to pour, you want to shelter with us?" he asked the loner, as much as he didn't like strange wolves, he knew what it was like to huddle under bushes freezing and wet while the other packs stayed dry.