So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits

He tried not to fidget, feeling like he was waiting for a scolding from a parent more than an Alpha to come greet him. Perhaps it was because he had never gone to another pack's borders before. He wasn’t even sure if Theory would approve of him doing this… he lost his battle, and shuffled his weight around, and scratched his knee again. Woops! Halo had looked at him at just the wrong time, fussing over his bandage again. “It’s itchy” he explained a little sullenly.

“I don’t think so” he said, glancing down at the wrapping. Answering all of her questions with that one. He lifted his paw off the ground to examine it, before placing it back down quickly and glancing about him. He really didn’t want the Armada Alpha to see him weak. Had this really been a good idea? Or had he let her drag him along too easily? Too busy blushing about the misunderstanding to think of putting up an argument.

"Senryū Cavaliere-Klein"