The moment Brandon saw the precious garments he tried to snatch them away.
But Ezekiel was too fast for him. He jerked them out of his grasp. "Hey Shifter...give me my gloves! I know those are mine."
Ezekiel hissed at him in warning, flashing his teeth aggressively. Brandon glared at him, but he didn't make a move to take them again. The Shifter shook them as he leaned closer, holding the gloves in the space between them.
"My name is Ezekiel...not Shifter." The Shifter told him, his eyes nearly as long as ovals instead of round like a mortal's pupil.
"I don't care!" Brandon said back to him.
"That's fine...you don't have to tell me your name. Just stay calm. I know that these belong to you so you don't have to be so aggressive about it." The Shifter, Ezekiel told him with a sharp smil
