Redtail Rise there's no place for cowards here

Oliver's pale eyes widened in fear as Arion loomed over him with teeth bared. Don't be so rude, the big man commanded. Oliver swallowed hard. "I'm sorry," he squeaked in a tiny voice, hoping his apology would be enough to spare himself from a brutal butt whooping. As much as he wanted to, he didn't point out the Gamma's hypocrisy. He was the one who had so rudely woken poor sleeping Oliver, after all.

But when Arion began to lecture him about eating and sleeping before working, Oliver protested. "Oh give me a break, man," he said with a groan. "I hadn't eaten in like 2 weeks and hadn't slept in days!" He was exaggerating a bit, of course, but he had indeed been very hungry and tired after his long travels and completing Reek's little errand on top of that. Certainly he'd be of more use to the pack now that he had a full belly and a good rest, but this guy didn't seem to think so. "I was gonna replace all the stuff eventually," he said, referring to the emptied cache.