Firefly Glen i tried but i don't think so

He gave her a playfully sly glance before Keres made up her mind on her next move. Yeah, fun, y'hear? But what she did didn't qualify as fun at all! HEY! he shouted, backing right the hell up to try to get out of range, lips peeled back in a grimace. Look, Mal was totally not into that, nope! He liked looking nice and she was out to ruin it. Did you just have to do that though? Like forget the rest of what she said for a second there.

With a huff, he shook out his own fur -- if any got flung back right at her he would probably be happy. Still, he'd answer the question at the end, Not yet at least. I still don't know what they thought they'd gain by spying on the pack that probably hated them the least, but then again nothing they've done has made a lick of sense anyway. He still didn't think they were a particularly clever bunch and so far Mal hadn't been proven wrong on that. He was honestly surprised they could keep that many wolves together without them walking off cliffs or something.