Almost as soon as Nori finished her explanation of their intentions here, the dark-furred and green-eyed man called out joyfully. And, as it turned out,
he was one of the wolves Nori had been looking for. In fact, all three of the pack wolves that had appeared were Nori’s relatives, allowing Jet to put names to faces. Nash, Chan, and Moonshadow. What were the odds of that?
Nash did most of the talking and welcoming, while the other two looked a little misty-eyed, the lighter male staying back a bit, while the elder female - Nori’s grandmother, stepped up a bit. It looked like she was crying, but from.. happiness? That was new. Jet felt a pang of envy, but that was overshadowed by an even greater feeling of discomfort. It felt like he was intruding on something that should’ve been private and intimate. Like he
did not belong here. Amidst all of it, another man had come wandering up, though he too remained silent. Was this another relative, the grandfather, perhaps?
Awkwardly, Nash asked if Jet was somehow related, though Nori thankfully saved him from having to do more than shake his head back and forth a bit. She gestured for him to approach, which he did - albeit reluctantly, for it very much felt like he should’ve been doing the opposite.
”Hello,” he uttered as he did so, taking a few steps forth, but remaining behind Nori and out of the way. This moment was about everyone else, and he did not want to intrude on that any more than he had to.
Jethro noted the term she’d used to identify him - friend, and he wondered what this meant for their partnership, now. He suspected it would be coming to an end. As kind as these wolves were, most of their affections and warm sentiments were directed towards Nori. Therefore, no matter how nice they seemed
now, he was all but certain they’d be asking him to leave before too long, given he
was not part of their family. As such, he intended to depart before that became necessary.