Devil's Advocate

Regulus chuckled at the male’s response, though he had to wonder which ’old men’ the male meant. Both Bass and Leo were older wolves, but Leo had defended his pack, and Bass had never struck Regulus as boring. To each their own, he supposed. He couldn’t help the grin at Chaos’ tongue in cheek question, though. Likely his parents would have been affronted, but the idea of having children with a bird broke the slight veneer of obliviousness he had about the birds and the bees.

A brow raised as he quipped back “I’d think that would be deeply uncomfortable for the bird if my father had bred with the poor cardinal. Which of yours fucked the tiger?” Turnabout was fair play.