"I Do What I Can" {PRIVATE}

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    "No need for alarm, brother. It is just me."


    Mammoth recognized the voice of his rather nasty sibling. Rather than attempt further sneaking, he decided to act as though nothing was wrong. As if he wasn't holding a hybrid dragonet. "I've returned from my absence." He had also told Prowl that the aforementioned absence was due to royal business.

    Prowl's eyes trailed down to the tiny dragonet within Mammoth's grasp. "And...what does the dragonet have to do with 'royal business'?" he asked suspiciously, in his usual 'Prowl interrogation' tone. Prowl knew that his tribemates thought as if he was quite nosy. He knew that everyone he knew distrusted him, if not hated him. It was never a pleasure for anyone to see Prowl, and Prowl's apparent need to interrogate everyone was one of the reasons why.