"Fine." He says and flicks his tail for the winged to follow. "We need to find him first."
"Thanks, Darqiuq." Rose whispers gratefully to the male.
Fusion kept her gaze on Red, not answering the jabbering, wingless male. Unlike Red, she had dignity and never spoke to wingless wolves directly. "Tell him that I have better things to do than chit-chat with wingless wolves like them." She whispers to Red, gets up, and trots gracefully away, her purple tail swishing.
"Okay. See ya, I guess." He called after the winged she-wolf. Then he turned his attention back to the wingless wolves. "She doesn't like wingless wolves," He told them, "Some of us are like that." On that strange note, Red gave a flap of his wings and headed in the direction Fusion was walking.