[clary]

Fen was too nervous to even move at the sudden rush of alphas barreling his way. Some of the other omegas scurried off in different directions, and Fen probably would have done the same thing as well if it hadn’t been for the fact that he had a plan in place that he intended to fully see through. Narrowing his eyes, he takes a deep breath and watches for the signal back, a sigh of relief eventually loosed from his lips when he caught sight of the alpha he’d been scheming with.

There’s not much time to look him over or gauge for a reaction — in fact, Fen didn’t want to, at least not while they were in this arena with others fighting around them. Appearances could come later, after they were put into whatever house or building together. Fen relaxes, nodding towards the other, but is nearly taken off guard by another alpha abruptly making his way for him. Fen hastily skips forward to meet up with the alpha he had plotted with. In a quick gesture, Fen would grab his hand and tug, attempting to drag Matt away from where the remaining alphas and omegas were struggling to get together.

“Okay, we made it at least.” Fen looked up at the taller man and blinked, long lashes fluttering over his eyes. “What do we do? Are they going to take us out of this arena?” Were they supposed to mate right here? Fen hadn’t been informed of anything of the like. Despite the forced heat upon him, his strong scent and the beginnings of slick rubbing between his legs, Fen appears to be too focused on finding a way out of the arena. “Do we have to tell someone?”