I lost a friend.

The boy's inattention - or rather, his focused attention just not on the right things - was certainly appalling considering the alpha's attempt to even make his presence known. There was no harm or foul, though, since he wasn't an enemy. Although Constantine certainly needed to learn that that wouldn't always be the case, he was a pudgy ball of dark fluff with no awareness of the world's darkness.

He was happy to moved in the new direction although he had no idea where he was going. After all, his original plan had been diverted and that tasty bone buried a few feet away was now going to be left for another time. Today, he was hanging out with the alpha Dante and that was simply the best, so bones could wait. Hopefully neither of his siblings found it before he got back.

They certainly didn't get far before he paused to sniff at a stick, grabbing it in his mouth and lowering his body in a play bow. He barked around the wood and raised his ears. Did alphas play?