Honeyed Pasture Eight seconds left in overdrive

Hai! xD great first thread for us Iris hahaha…
 
Mason didn’t actually notice the new guy on the scene until he heard his snapping voice. Mason spun, tail whipping up under his belly as he saw the authoritative demeanour of a slightly older male. Having had no visual description from either his Dad or Floki, Mason didn’t know this was the alpha of Moonspear just yet. Mason’s mouth dropped open again – this time at the visual similaritiy between himself and the other. Obviously the eye colour and face shape were different, but aside from the freckles on the nose and the paws, Mason could have been looking at a blurred reflection of himself. It was freaky.
 
And what the hell had he stepped into here? A lovers tryst? Charon completely ignored him. Mason’s ears wilted. Luckily Osprey did not copy her fellow and kept Mason in the loop. Finding out this was Charon made Mason;s insides twist. He had got on so well with Floki, but already the brother – the alpha – hated him for no fault of his own. Some Scout he was turning out to be. This was an inter-pack relations nightmare.
 
Osprey didn’t take any crap – she responded with hard-nosed verbal prowess that Mason wished he could learn immediately. It appeared she would not be ditching Mason to run off with Charon (not really surprising!) and instead she appeared to want to carry on their own conversation. Mason sidled a few steps away from Charon, closer to Osprey. “Okay, I’ll wait,” he mumbled quietly, more to himself than anyone else. His wide-set eyes bulged as they flickered nervously between his new friend and… enemy?