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"It's not just because of my bad experiences," Vance said quietly.

Usually he was much more friendly, but he wasn't about to sit there and not defend his mate. In a lot of ways, Vance felt like Sterling really didn't even know Pirate that well. He also got the feeling that if any of his pack knew just how close and open Pirate was with him, they'd be shocked. Well, except for Louisa, maybe. She definitely all ready knew, somewhat, if not completely.

"What are your plans for the day?" he asked Sterling, deciding to change the subject.

He glanced down at his wrist as if there was a watch on it. Sterling was definitely not the type to wear a watch, but he certainly was the type to check an imaginary one. "Don't have any plans," he intoned lazily. "Now, now, cher, we had fun when we went into town to make some money, didn't we? Why you being so defensive? God don't like ugly, you hear?" He wanted Vance's happy-go-lucky nature back and Sterling was too dumb to realize why he wasn't getting it anymore.

Louisa set food down in front of the man. "It couldn't be because you're being a pill?" she frowned at him a little and Sterling gave her an innocent look.

"Sometimes you say things without thinking, or just for the sake of saying them, and you don't realize how you're coming off or what you're saying might even mean," Vance replied simply.

He'd never been the type to just sit there and stay quiet for too long. He often said what was on his mind.

"Pirate's part of your pack. And he's my mate. So if you want me to not be defensive, don't say things about him I won't like," he ended with.

Raising his eyebrows, Sterling looked surprised by the honesty. Often enough, people told him to shut up or go away, but they were never so succinct about the fact that he could be cruel.

Louisa laughed a little, appreciating the fact that Vance wasn't just taking what Sterling dished out.

"I say things without thinking all the time, Peeshwank." He reached out and ruffled Vance's hair, still showing him disrespect, reiterating the fact that he felt higher up than the kid in the pack. "Lemme know if you ever gonna do anything about it other than talk."

"Is it too hard to think before you talk?" Vance asked, not at all put off by the ruffling of his hair, and he took another bite of his food. "How abot you let me know when you can start thinking before you talk," he added sweetly with a faint little smile. "I'm sure that'll be hard for you."

"It'll be impossible for him. His brain doesn't connect to his mouth in any discernible way." Pirate walked into the kitchen and got a glass of milk from the fridge. He'd rolled over to find Vance not in bed with him and he couldn't go back to sleep. He offered a growl to Sterling, staring the other wolf down until Sterling offered a casual shrug and set to eating his breakfast without another word.

Pirate couldn't help but be proud of the way Vance had stood up to the other. And he really liked seeing that Vance didn't seem interested in Sterling in the least. There was still some insecurity there for him.

When Vance heard Pirate's voice, his head tipped back so that he could see him come into the kitchen. Pirate looked upside down from the angle, and Vance smiled a little before he went back to his breakfast and took a sip of his juice.

Vance had no idea what reason for Pirate's hostility towards Sterling was about, but he figured it was just a clash of personalities. A pack dominance thing, maybe.