Brenna pouted a bit- now she was really curious- but she nodded. "Okay." She couldn't picture a cat that big. Well, she could, but it was rather comical, and she thought the image in her head must not be quite right.
Shade suddenly stood, stretching and cracking his jaws open in a massive yawn, and moved across the den to sniff at Christopher curiously. Brenna chuckled, red-gold eyes glinting. "He isn't scared anymore," she explained. "More comfortable around you now, probably gonna-"
The wolf sneezed and pawed at the shifter playfully wagging his tail. His tongue flicked out to lick the top of his head and he huffed, dropping into a play crouch.
Brenna started to laugh. "Sorry," she said, standing and moving to the omega's side, scratching his ruff. "He's always like this. Don't mind it." Her pack mate gave a mock growl and tugged at her pant leg, tail wagging. Broketooth huffed and rolled his eyes at them.