One amongst many

He didn't know where the Armada had set up camp, or who this wolf's parents were. “...here?” Kea asked, amusement and doubt in his voice. Surely ‘here’ wasn't very comfortable. But maybe they were too drunk to care. They suggested their dad, and Kea relaxed. Relieved to be able to pass this on to an adult. (Ignoring the fact that he had reached adulthood.) He started to scan the crowd too, looking for some signs of an older spider-wolf when Spider spoke again. Scary?

He hesitated, and then read between the lines. Perhaps they would be scary, if they saw how drunk their kid had gotten, certainly keas dad would chew him out. “Alright… there's tree hollow in wild berry Grove where I hang out sometimes. Did you want to sleep it off there?”