[ After he left them, most of his pack certainly had forgotten their manners, but Jason was of sturdier material. Or that's what he would claim. He perked his ears, and thumped the ground with his tail a few times. Humans might think the forest large, but he knew better. For a moment, he considered returning to human form, but it had been so long since he had fur properly that he didn't really feel like doing so. And despite the dignity with which he usually carried himself, he was trembling with energy knowing the moon was coming, only barely able not to squirm in place like a pup.]
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