Heron Lake Plateau i know less now than i did before i asked.

He knew that look. The one that Poe was giving him. It was the same look Camilla had given him. The same look she'd given him while Towhee watched. Phox licked his lips. Honestly, he barely noticed Tegan, even though the dude's name had just rolled out of his mouth. He was now hyper-focused on Poe. Her smell. It was... so... enticing. Inviting. Welcoming. He took another step closer, and his ears slicked back when Tegan spoke.

Tegan wasn't that much younger, and sure he was (had been?) the beta, but Phox didn't care. Instead, he found himself lifting his lip at the Blackthorn. He wanted Tegan gone, and he couldn't even explain why. Poe could (should!) stay, though. Phox would like that. Yes. He didn't even hear what Tegan had to say.