Northstar Vale interstellar

Zephyr absolutely reveled in the way that Indra took shield behind him, thrilled to be needed even against another pup so fiercely-- but before the ebony brute could comment on the odd fear Lucy seemed to have of him, the First bitch was reeling forward with flashing fangs and harsh words. Ears fanning back and tail falling in deference, the Maverick listened with a furrowed brow of confusion and concern: was Saena really about to turn away a little girl? That was a death sentence. 

But he would not disrepect her, lest he lose his throat to the First beast that now lumbered up to his partner. In Warbone's presence, Zephyr bent lower in a sort of bow before he settled in a sit behind them -- he wouldn't step in, speak out, but he could be here just to know what was going on, just in case he was needed.