Master: "I don't even know why I keep these stupid fleabags... Lucky some get me a quick buck"
Rozlynn walks to the front of the cage, growling, snarling, and giving an extremely hateful glare. She snaps at him and he punches her cage, not hurting her but scaring her. She then mutters to Iris after she flinches back, "Okay. I don't wanna leave you guys here though, I'd rather all of us go"
Akela can't speak, he's to little. So small he's not even done being weaned by his mother. Maybe around 2 weeks old.
