Micky looked up at his alpha, he still has his drawing book in his hands. "I was talking to someone, the guy behind you in the kitchen. He is also a werewolf, he is werewolf wearing a silver suit. So he is just like a human, he also gave me this." He pulled the gun out and put it on the table, right in front of him. "So if he try's anything we can shoot him, or you know one of comes a werewolf and kills the pour fuck." He smiled and then layed back onto the couch, continuing to draw. "Oh yea, alpha guy, guy alpha." He said, stretching out again like a dog. Yawning a bit as he did so, he then went back to drawing his war. Letting the two other wolves to talk about whatever they would talk about.