Blackfeather Woods Earth to Heaven

The boy had been too distracted to catch the smirk, his mind drowning in possibilities. He wanted to know everything, and was having a difficult time pretending otherwise. What he didn't miss, however, was the grin. For with it there'd come words, a statement that had his gaze widening ever so slightly. "No," he'd quickly said, fur bristling along his dorsal from the shock alone of having heard such an "outrageous" accusation. "I don't get jealous!" Perhaps he was only trying to lie to himself, or maybe he just couldn't recognize specific emotions when he felt them. The latter was partially true, for never before had he been jealous, but presently he felt... weird. Xan had no way of understanding the green-eyed monster, as never before had he encountered it, but a little voice in the back of his mind was trying so desperately to make him realize that that, in fact, was the case. The great Alexander had gotten jealous, and over a bat, no less! Of course, he didn't actually know it was a bat he felt animosity towards, having assumed from the very beginning that Azul was another wolf.

When Kendra had gone back to preparing her garden, a faint huff exited the boy's mouth. Without thinking, he'd moved forward, aiming to grab hold of and pull at her tail. To harm her was not his intention, he simply wanted her undivided attention. It was similar to how a toddler might pull the tail of their pet when the creature tried to walk away from them—not a conscious act of harm, but more of a childish way at getting what he wanted. "I don't want you seeing this Azul guy anymore," he'd finally stated, getting out into the open that which was bugging him. "At least, not alone. You don't know what he could do." Poor Xan... if only he knew that he was questioning the intentions of a little bat.