Firefly Glen the truth and my lies are now falling like the rain

As his sights stayed locked on the strange girl, he drank in his mother's words of advice and even at his brother's contribution, he had to sneer a bit. They had her well outnumbered, even, and still this was all she had to say for herself? She was rude, making him realize how unwelcome it could be, but it just made him view her in a different way than even mere moments before. He wanted to see what else this could turn into, since this wasn't as enthralling as he had initially hoped so far.

It was with that snap of Hydra's teeth that he sharpened considerably, first with a blink and felt suddenly all the more aware of everything. His neck arched low and his posture drooped with it, poised to move now that he could follow the momentum in place by his mom--he stepped off quietly and swung wide around Syrma, branching away from beside his family then to pressure her out from another way, too.

In hearing more, he also swiftly decided he did not like her tone any, or any part of what she said--especially how it had come to involve Osiris and him helping her. Absolutely not, he wrinkled his muzzle at her distastefully, feeling more annoyed now after that and not at all sympathetic about her sick mother. As he went closer towards beside her (hopefully flanking her), his lips went pulling back in a slow, silent snarl until he finally flashed his teeth for another snap at the air from him to help enforce Hydra's law. That left little room for doubt: leave this glen.