Grouse Thicket I’m a chimpanzee

Nyra was kind of odd. He quirked a brow at her laugh. This didn't seem like much of a laughing matter. And then there was Bella's outburst, Mal gave her a very odd look. A very well-deserved one. She was suddenly ranting about names which came right out of left field -- and that Nyra chick was whispering to her as Bella rambled. She had gone out of her way to grow a couple of extra heads, no acting needed there. Well uh. Good day an' uh. Stuff. He took a couple of steps sideways and started to walk away, veeeerry carefully keeping an eye on them both because that black chick was sketch as heck, no matter what pack she was from. He didn't find that out after all. 

Bunch o' weirdos was what, both of them. It was best he get out of here before these two did something extra crazy. In all honesty, he wouldn't be surprised if they were Saints. They seemed like the right batch of loonies just based off what Simmik had said about that one super aggressive chick she'd met in the mountains, and that uh.. What was that guy? The guy that attacked him and Cupid. Whatever his name was again, that guy was built of the same unstable stuff. Whatever. Time to scram. He wasn't risking his own hide, he needed backup.