Alpha watched from a perch on top of the gate he understood why a man would do this, men often did things without thinking, or with little thought as they let their passions rule them, but it still disgusted the kid, and he dropped down with a roll, gripping the hilt of his saber, Harmony, as he approached Remy, hood obscuring his face, though his ungloved hands and the shape of his paw-coverings showed he was not human, as his hands were covered in shining white fur though, none of that was noticeable to remy, save for a slight musky scent approaching him