Douko's jaw tensed as the boy had the nerve to ignore him. Did he not realize who he was? Werewolf for starters, one that could rip his head off with a snap of his jaws. He followed him out of the room, his entourage proceeding afterwards. The girl in yellow was once more close at his heels. Douko stopped walking alongside the little prince, watching the woman hurry over with a couple of bags. An eyebrow rose as she handed the stuff off to Red. He watched their interaction, how she touched his hair and brushed it aside like a dotting mother. He grinned mockingly and scratched at his scruffy chin. This guy was supposed to be an adult, a man, and yet the more and more he saw he was convinced a child was being pawned off on him. Douko watched the woman leave and only looked at the boy when he spoke.<br/><br/>He and the other werewolves followed the little prince to the entrance of his estate. Douko squinted from the bright afternoon light, not looking back at Red as he stopped. His pace never faltered as he made his way to the private plane, fueled and ready to go once more. Two women, slender but still decent sized, waited at the bottom of the boarding stairs. Douko stopped and looked at them before glancing at the boy. He would have ordered them to take the others bags, but he didn’t want to make his life easier. Besides, it looked like this little prince needed so do some heavy lifting.<br/><br/>Douko boarded the plane, the yellow clad girl following him up the stairs. The rest of the group waited for the human prince to board before they would follow suit. It was only proper, he was of higher status and while they were still in his homeland and still in the enemies clutches, they would play nice. The interior of the plane had several seating areas, a few were large leather swerving chairs that one could curl up in and still be comfortable. There were stationary chairs with a table between them and even a leather couch on one side of the plane. Douko grabbed a seat in one of the comfy serving chairs by the window, his feet going up to rest on the one across from him. He slouched back and looked out the window, waiting for the little princeling to make his grand entrance. The girl sat on the couch and picked up a book that had been previously discarded. In total, the plane was not massive, but it wasn’t small either. There was enough seating for ten people, comfortably. That did not include the service area that was hidden behind a small door at the back of the plane.