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Playing an old wolf is fun! I'm used to Dawali being the oldest in AW, so this'll be a nice change for him 
Sorry for the delay; I'm at work 
Dawali considered himself an old person; most of the wolves that inhabited AniWaya were many years younger than himself, and only rarely did he meet someone as old, or older. Kaena was equal to his age, or perhaps older, he was sure. He'd never dared to ask her. The same with Tayui, perhaps. He had learned the hard way not to ask a female for the dreaded number of her age. Used to being surrounded by wolves maximum 3 years of age, the Chief almost chuckled at being called 'young'. For certain, he did pity him for the obvious pains he was in, but he hid this feeling well. The Elders of his tribe, many years ago, had scolded him for pitying the old and frail. But even stronger than his pity was the awe that washed over him, because this wolf was older than anyone he had ever seen, and it was truly an accomplishment to be alive at all. He'd grown up being taught that the Elders were wiser beyond anything, except perhaps the spirit guides, and automatically Dawali applied this image to the much older male in front of him. "Don't worry, you are not disturbing anyone." He'd scouted in the search of something, and something had been found. Pity stabbed at the Chief once more as Arda continued to explain, but he tried not to show it. He sought not to disrespect the much older wolf, out of habit and tradition more than anything. His traditions might not mean anything to Arda, but they were as much part of Dawali as was his own tail. "I can brew you a tea for the pain, if you want." One cream-colored hand motioned to the little pouch that hung from his belt. It had saved many a stranger from pain, if not from death, and Dawali never left the house without it. It was not enough in itself tonight, though, as he would still need a little kettle to hold the liquid. He dared not say so, but Arda looked as if he could use some rest more than anything.