[Marley]

Zephyr honestly didn't know why they'd put him in a muzzle. He was a bit feisty around the right people, otherwise known as the wolves back at his pack who occasionally mocked him; around strangers though? He wasn't so eager to snark back. He held still as the muzzle was pulled from his face, ears flicking back in annoyance at the comment made about him. "We have four omegas, and two are nursing..." The other omega was pretty sick currently so Zephyr had been the logical choice even though he hated it. Giving him up was a big deal since his pack didn't have many omegas to begin. "Sorry to disappoint," he hissed, frustrated. For as brave as he was trying to seem, Zephyr knew it was probably a bad idea to talk out of line.