This was all rather overwhelming. First his sister just appeared out of the fog like an unwelcome, overzealous apparition, then Adelayde came barrelling on into the situation screeching her lungs out like she wanted all of Relic Lore to hear her. Askan pressed his ears to his head and winced as his packmate introduced herself and splurged forth a series of unrelenting questions. It was all too much. Too loud. And all of a sudden his sister turned on him, accusing and berating him for things he didn't think were his fault.
Then she had to go and make things worse-it that were even possible! Askan reeled back with a 'GAH' as Everly planted a wet one on his nose. Where had that come from? Everything was all going a little too fast for him to keep up. All he knew was that this was confusing, so of course as was natural for him, he got annoyed. Very annoyed. His brows knit down into the fiercest, most glowerly of glowers and his eyes seethed with contempt. His hackles stood on end and his tail pointed to attention, making his feelings very clear. He was pissed, very much so.
He would have never have claimed that Adelayde was his friend, in fact he was pretty pissed that she had. How presumptuous of her. She might have perceived him as her friend, but as of that moment it was all rather one sided. He was not in the mood to be fond of anyone. Not even his family.
Shoving Adelayde out of the way with a hefty shoulder, Askan stared down his sister. "Dear sister..." He spoke slowly, his words dripping with venom. "Why are you here? What's so important that warranted you trespassing into our land? Remember what Father said, be respectful of other's personal space and boundaries. Do you remember that speech? Cause it doesn't seem like you do."
A shiver of anger tingled down his spine and Askan had to take a deep, slow breath to cool himself. He knew what his sister was like and as annoying as she was, but even so her behaviour never warranted physical retaliation. Or at least that was what he told himself, over and over like a mantra. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed the faint outline of a dark wolf watching from a distance. It wasn't Percy and neither was it the old man. Remington then? He looked back to the two tawny wolves ahead of him, then turned his focus on Adelayde.
"Yes, this is my sister, Everly." He said, casting another glare her way. "And yes, she came a long way, but she won't be staying for long I'm sure."