Private Finished The Owed Dinner

The cop in Raphael wanted to say something, about how she could get in trouble for shooting in the wrong part of the woods. Loud noises, stray bullets, littering, all that stuff. The forest rangers probably hated it, and if one of his colleagues was called out for a noise complaint they'd probably be annoyed too.

But the idea felt good to him. Her arms wrapped around his arm felt nice. He already liked hanging out in the wilder parts of the island, and he liked shooting, but he would never use a gun to hunt. She hadn't invited him, but he was already imagining joining her for something like that. Something outside. It was an ideal date, to him.

They would probably need to spend a lot more time with each other before she would feel comfortable doing something like that with him. They were definitely still at a 'going-home-early' and 'only-meeting-you-in-public-places' phase of their courtship. And it was courtship. He was sure of it now.

"Let's get you home, then." He would nod to the waiter, lead her out of the restaurant. With some hestitation, he asked - "What do you think she'd be getting up to?"

Hopefully not anything illegal. He didn't want a conflict of interest on his paws.

Raphael inhaled. He knew this would come up eventually. "Not by blood. No clue who my dad is or what's happened to my mother. She ditched me not long after I was born. Mostly just my grandparents raised me until I got here and the pack adopted me."

He shrugged. As she let go of him, he shifted into his more human form and joined Alice in her car. His grimace was easier to pick up on a human face. "I'm still close with my grandparents, though. They live in the States, but we go back and forth on visiting each other. I had it better than a lot of the kids who end up at the Academy."