Stone Circle Your brother has returned

He heard the words, but they didn't quite fully set in. Brother? How was a scrawny girl his brother? Besides he knew what Clay looked like, time has passed, but surely he couldn't look this different. The truth was West wasn't quite aware of just how much he himself had changed in the past months aside from size. He likely would have called his mother's bluff if it weren't for Clay's sharp voice that cut through the air before the woodland boy had the chance to respond.

Green eyes flicked to apparently Clay who had advanced into his personal space. There was no denying it once he spoke, that it was a male, but he still found it hard to believe Clay returned. He looked so...so different. For a moment West looked stupidly dumbfounded, but his shock was quickly cut as his brother prodded at him. Hey, who're you calling an oaf?! West's ears tipped back as the paw was shoved into his chest, a pout quickly forming on his own features as he lightly swatted the touch away. It's not my fault you look like a girl. Seriously, he looked nothing like Greyback in stature or any of the other males in the pack for that matter.

I don't even know what Pergant is—