Northstar Vale i'm the pretty prince of parties

It didn't take long for a greeter to come. No, not a greeter; a whole fucking army.

Without lifting his head, Jax flicked his eyes to view this...assortment...as best he could. There were at least five, though he couldn't see much from where he was without moving and risking having this fury of wolves descend upon him. Who he could only guess was the alpha stood at the front, one-eyed and angry. His words rung in Jax's ears, and the Saturnin shifted his gaze to stare straight ahead. A loud smack was heard as he licked his lips before speaking.

"Thank you for your attention, sir. I didn't mean to yell, I'd rather never speak again than be seen as rude. Please let your friends know that as well, I wouldn't want them to think me rude either." Jax spoke this all in a breathy whisper, no part of his body moving other than the obvious mouth. "I'd like a home, and boy oh boy does this place seem great. Not just bells and whistles here, no sir, I can tell you are the real deal, a true pioneer of leadership."

An awkward smile fell across the wolf's face, though his eyes remained staring forward.