Aw, shit. Brian set his beer down gently. This was not what he wanted. He knew what was happening. Or at he thought he did. Most packs didn't like other wolves moving in on their territory, especially Bitten wolves. The best he could hope for now was to try to get out. Talking was already out. He would not throw the first punch, however. That was not a good first impression. He would state plainly why he was here and hope they understood, but the kid swaying next to him made it seem unlikely. He turned to face the young guy and smiled a friendly smile.<br/><br/>"Look, I'm only here to inquire about an Alpha. I'm looking for a pack. I ain't a fighter or one who challenges, I just want to belong."<br/><br/>He just stood there smiling and hoping for the best.