scratched lenses of my knockoff ray-bans

As he spoke, he didn't seem offended, for which Halo was glad. There was always anxiety that came with a possible challenge to the old ways of doing things... the usual ways of doing things. His first task to her was one that Halo was happy to take on. The order as well, it was very much something she could do and was happy to do. Halo would get to see even more of the pups, and if anything looked like an issue, she'd go straight to the Warlord himself. "Absolutely, I will." Halo sat up a bit straighter. Sirius wasn't mad, and that was enough to make her anxiety fade.

As Sirius spoke about checking on all members of the pack, the pale girl gave an eager nod. A task had been set out, and it was important. She'd see them all, one by one, and check in. Top to bottom... other than the Warlord himself. "I can do that," with a specific goal in mind Halo could be more at ease. Though Halo had found things to keep herself busy, she also needed guidance as to the needs of the pack. This was the perfect way. "Thank you," she smiled as he poured tea for the both of them. "Forgive me, when was the last time you had a checkup yourself?" Though Halo may have been speaking out of turn in this regard as well, she still worried.

"Halo"