[Marley]

Zephyr was about to make a comment when the supposed only pup of this pack came wandering back in. He watched Wren leave to go care for him, an obvious concerned expression crossing over his features. "Hm, I'm not sure. He seemed kind of stuck up to me." Zephyr shuddered. He was still on the fence about the whole situation. On one hand, he might be helping this pack, but on the other he also valued his own morals - he'd never been bred before and he thought it was only right he should have a say in things, whether he was an omega or not. Common courtesy, right? "I have to think about it," he eventually sighed. "It's not an easy decision. My pack basically tossed me aside as a peace offering. I'm kind of upset right now."