This. This right here? This is how dogs end up getting faces full of porcupine quills and shit like that.

God, why couldn't he have been born a porcupine shifter?

He doesn't stop walking at the brisk pace he'd started out with, but considering his legs are shorter than Party's, it's likely not sending as strong of a message as he'd prefer. He'll have to rely on cutting sharp looks at him instead. "Yeah, a real hot date. Except I'm goin' out with your sister."

The main thing running through his head at the moment is please have a fucking sister. Otherwise, that'll have been a flop.