Grouse Thicket king of the road

He positioned himself next to her as she talked and bumped shoulder-to-shoulder, playfully herding her in to a walk.

Gamma! Shit, he was impressed. Lowkey overwhelmed at the prospect of trying to reach that tier of respect in a freaking month, as per the rules of the bet, but he played off his shock as if it were genuine surprise she could've gotten so far — and it played in to his actual shock when she mentioned having a boyfriend.

This was Niamh — not shy, but certainly not interested in that kind of stuff. Driven to excell the same way he was, wanting to be the very best. She seemed more relaxed than usual though, even with his sudden appearance. Had this pack changed her that much? Ambrose was curious but didn't voice his thoughts, and soon redirected his energy to something more important (er, important to him anyways): I guess you're in charge of recruiting?

There it was, the big cheesy grin. Looked good on him, but it was his usual crocodile smile and he was really playing it up. Mind if I crash the party?