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Fleck stared out of the window, watching the trees wiz by. He felt strangely elated. Finally, a chance to get away from Beta. He shivered. Alpha looked at him and smiled at him like a mother often does.
           "Have you ever been out this far?"
"No, Alpha, I prefer reading to exploring the extreme reaches of our territory."
          "When you were younger, your parents would have a hard time tearing you away from that storybook of yours."
"What were they like?"
            "Oh, your mother was beautiful..."
"Alpha, I thought you were asexual?"
            "I'm asexual not blind, Flick." Fleck flinched hard, fear scent swirling around him like sour mist. His breathing picked up.
"P-p-please don't call me F-f-f-f-li-ck, A-alpha." He hated how his voice wavered. Alpha looked at him with concern. She nodded her head. 
      "Of course, but Fleck, why didn't you tell Beta you don't like that nickname."
"I-I-i don't t-think he would care." Fleck admitted.
     "Well, you can't expect him to know that you don't like that name if you don't tell him. How about when you get home, you tell him that you don't like that name." Fleck nodded. That sounded good. Maybe Beta would finally listen to him.
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Pioth moved the fire into the shape of a crow, feeling the exhilaration of flight as it soared around the room. Vis eyes reflected the wonder in Gae's. The fire landed on vis arm, puffing its chest out proudly.
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  "What the fuck was that." Dawn whispered.
       "Is it not customary to avenge a friend's honor?" Dawn looked up at Willope with horror.
"Please don't hurt anyone because of me." She begged.
    "Okay, I won't. Can we get ice cream now?" And just like that, his childish demeanor was back. She swallowed, weighing her options. On one hand, she felt that Willope would have killed that man had it not been for her intervention, on the other hand, he did it for her sake. Dawn felt uneasy next to a man, who, only a few seconds ago, acted like he was in the mafia. She looked into his navy blue eyes. They appeared liquid and shifting. Dawn felt like she was staring at the depths of the ocean, and it unnerved her. Dawn could not swim, so water seemed like a death trap to her. Dawn did not want to drown in Willope's eyes, so she looked away. Willope went to the counter and ordered ice cream, attempting to pay with solid gold coins. The worker seemed wary, but took the payment, because she needed to feed her turtle, dammit! Willope came back with a vanilla scoop, and a strawberry cone with chocolate sprinkles, which he handed to Dawn. She stared at the strawberry cone.
      "How'd you know?"
"Lady at the counter told me." Dawn came here too much, partly because she had a crush on the manager. She gingerly took the cone and began licking it daintily.