Amadeus

As you follow the lead wolf, you bump into a dazed sitter, pups nibbling him all around. He must be used to it. 

"This is Amad-" 

As he hears the lead's voice, he gets up in speed of light, making pups tumble down like dominoes. 

"Hey! Be caref- Greetings, leader." as one pup was about to whine, she sees the lead and the foreigner, respectfully bowing her head. 

"Rest easy." the lead says. As she is about to introduce him again, he gets jittery. 

"Eh, uhm! Want something, leader? Pups are in good condition! Oh.. I lost one of their toys? Where could it be?" 

As pups groan and roll their eyes, stomachs full like a ball, he gets up only to find the toy under his rump. Such embarrassment. He fiddles around, never lifting his head. 

"Want me to feed you all? No, you were alr-" 

"Ahem." as the lead cleans her throat, he sits readily, eyes pierced onto the lead and the foreigner. 

"Sorry for my mindlessness! Can I help you?" 

You squint your eyes and wonder. How much a wolf pack can use such word so easily, as if living in the wild isn't hard enough? Helping? Fiddling? Mindlessness? 

"This is Amadeus. As you can see, he is a little bit of a.. Multitasker, but he does his job well."

You nod at the brute. He flops his ears with a shy smile, nodding back. His mind is a little bit disoriented, but he plays his part just enough, and that's all that mattered.