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Unlike his alpha Ariston felt that this rag tag trio could do a lot of damage regardless of whether they were inside or outside the territory. He grew more suspicious of the behemoth with each hissing word that slithered betwixt his lips...but his distress was not focused on the disheveled wolf during his introductions. Tenzin and Dawa did not appear in any way hostages of their leader; he wondered why two canines that had favorable - for lack of better terms - presence would willingly pad behind a shadow of malice.

There.

Tenzin's focus, which had either been on the battered femme or directed at Hawkeye, flicked to an entirely different direction at his commander's introductions. He look uncomfortable...which was of stark difference to his apathetic composure just seconds before. There were snakes in their midst.

But which one was the head?

Hawkeye's continued formalities were evidence enough that she either didn't notice the subtle cue or wasn't entirely concerned by it. Ax's lips pressed together to keep his opinion about the event to himself. But when the floor opened to him to elaborate further on the alpha's terms he figured it would be better to provide opportunities to the vagabonds rather than irk tempers by denying them. "We could use skills in hunting, healing, and interpersonal relationships most," he advised with careful consideration to each wolf's physical attribute.

He did not like them with a single iota of his being. But seeing as he was not running this particular rodeo he felt there was no other choice than to play nice.

set by Emy