Moonspear Second, don't you tell me what you think that I can be

He finally saw his mother move closer, wrapping herself around him like a warm blanket. But even so, it felt like he was being ignored which he didn't like - but he supposed it was better than having to submit. That was the worst. He stayed as quiet as usual, occasionally shooting a cold stare at both the wolves that were not his family while they were talking. They most likely wouldn't see as they were busy looking at each other rather than him, but perhaps that was what made it so fun.

Besides, if they didn't see, he wouldn't get into trouble, so it was totally fine! Right? Oh well, he wasn't bothered.