Mieu would jump as the black male started to yell. He didn’t like the loudness of his voice, and the praise of the white and black female would hardly get any notice as the young male tried to calm his emotions. Heck, had he been younger he might have even started to cry. But no, he was strong! He was tough! He would swallow hard, trying to calm his racing heart. No, he was scared. That guy was creepy. The sooner he started to be honest with himself the better. These wolves were... Different from him. He wasn’t sure if Ash was like them but... Mieu knew he was different. These wolves were harder... Colder... Mieu would let his gaze trail to the earth. He didn’t know how to answer the question that Esti asked about attacks. He just kinda tried to do what he could. There was another who’d speak up, and Mieu would glance at her, then at Esti, his ears pinned flat to his skull. He felt uncomfortable...