"What were you thinking?" she blurted out. I had to check that my claws were staying sheathed after the bickering of Gamesby and Evans. The betas had grown far too bold in the past fifty years. Mairwen was also too bold, but I suspected that had more to do with her nature than a lack of respect or fear for me. And sure enough, she blanched and shrank back slightly as the words left her lips. "Do you object?" I asked, crouching at her side.
