Taking Care of Business (Open to all Southerners)

[Sandtiger]

Efron had listened to rash of talking between the alpha pair, the other members, and that relatively pesky Moonrunner, and the appointment of Corra and Kairos as beta. He saw that one coming somehow. He always had this strange feeling about wolves, and he got a bad vibe from her the first time he saw her. Not that he expressed these sentiments. He listened intently, always focused on the latest things, and he being himself, did not mind listening to a good sling of verbal insults. Brock than scolded Moonrunner, huge new wings spread widely, only defining the alpha's features, and Efron took a step out from his shadowy hiding place into the sunlight for a better look. Not that he was noticed, being who he was. He eyed with dark eyes Cheveyo hiding beneath the alphess Ayria. Meh, he wasn't the type to do that. but he could understand her fright, even though he didn't fear any wolf really. Why should he? He swore as he looked at Ayria she was holding back something, perhaps apprehension of the emerald eyed Moonrunner? Efron had his own apprehension, a hesitation, but not fear, of Moonrunner, but not just for her sassy ways or mysterious aura. He... saw part of his own personality, in Moonrunner's personality. Than things got a wee bit personal for the tall black pup. His fangs bared heavily as Moonrunner got up, fur bristled and said her last statement. Foolish pup, Cheveyo or Brock (Even though he wasn't really a pup to him, though he had to remember he thought Moonrunner was fruitier than fruitcake.), wrong hands? Nuh uh, not even for a second was she right, thought Efron. And Brock was not

[/i] a fool, not even remotely, maybe Eyolf, but not Brock. His own fur bristled, and he shouted in a haste not like his own, in defense of Brock, -"You... I could do worse than you, you know. You have no right in this world to dare insult my alpha. Nor me, my brother, or my pack. I'm a mischievous little pup, so maybe I shouldn't be darn speaking, but I feel the need. Wrong path eh? I do believe it is you on the wrong path, my friend," his eyes were serious and blazing like fire, snarling was the little Efron.

No one insults my pack or siblings when I'm at it...

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OOC: No offense Scourge! =3 Moonrunner's awesome evil applesauce! sorry, didn't realize before. ^.^;
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