Moonspear Fling into battle, spring to your feet boys

Gannet was generally a submissive and easygoing creature, and the lead title was one that was likely destined never to grace his head.  At least not in the foreseeable future.  He was rarely offended and even more rarely angered.  But this situation had his fur on edge already, so when Amekaze began to speak ill of his parents, he gritted his teeth silently, careful to keep his gaze on the ground.

They didn't know his pack, he reminded himself, not like he did.  Just as he didn't know them.  With Hydra, and with Liffy, he could almost forget.  But this encounter had made it blazingly clear that he wasn't supposed to be here; they didn't want him, and he, in that instant, wanted nothing more than to run home.  

The threat hung hung on the air between them; he knew they would make good on it if they wished.  He couldn't stop them.  He could only silently will that the rest of his pack stay far away from these wolves and not come looking for him.  He did not think they would, if they hadn't yet, but suddenly he worried.  And he resolved to make a request of Hydra next time he saw her; maybe she, as his friend, would understand.

In this instance, however, he had the foresight to keep his mouth shut.  

thats it for me!