She saw Itzel starting to move away from him when she growled and she tried to catch her eye and shake her head. No sister of hers would back away from a threat. They meet it head on. Imprint or not, Citlalli would always have her back in a conflict. She flicked a single ear back as she moved toward the guy, hearing Itzel's growl and the call of her name. She knew Itzel wouldn't understand so she sighed a little in exasperation but her eyes tried to catch her sister's across the gap, pleading with her to understand that it wasn't what she thought. Citlalli somehow knew that he wouldn't hurt her. Even if he was bossy and grouchy, he wouldn't harm her and she wouldn't allow him to harm Itzel either. From here, she could better protect her sister. At least that's what she kept telling herself. She could tell Itzel didn't approve of him at all. He had a roguish attitude about him and he wasn't all tall dark and handsome like some of the boys at the party but that didn't make her heart race any less. Somehow she knew that he would live up to all her expectations.

When Itzel stamped her paw on the ground, Citlalli's gaze snapped back to her and her face softened. She could only hope that some day Itzel would understand when she got her own imprint. She would know what it felt like to touch someone and feel complete. When she asked the boy about his pack, Itzel spoke first, saying they were indeed from Taviora and they were going back. When Itzel nudged her foot, Citlalli scowled at her, brows knitting together, before she looked back at the male. She didn't want to leave yet. She'd only just met him. She glanced back at Itzel. "But we just got here You might still feel those tingles we were talking about." She said the last part through clenched teeth, like it was a secret message for Itzel's ears only. She didn't want the boy knowing they were fantasizing about their imprints just moments before he arrived. That would just be awkward.

The next thing she knew, Itzel was demanding the boy's name and Citlalli snapped her gaze around to him expectantly, raising a brow. Would he respond or dip around the question? He didn't seem to want them to know his name but she was burning to find out. The boy seemed so thoughtful and his face had the most adorable expression on it when he was confused. She had to clench her jaw to keep from giggling. She had noted that the growls had immediately stopped the moment that she touched him but he looked so shocked that she didn't doubt he wasn't expecting that move. He looked between her and Itzel as if unsure how to proceed, but then he growled again when Itzel made a move to get Citlalli to go back to Taviora. She scowled and bumped his shoulder none too gently, pinning her ears. "Stop that. The next time you growl at my sister, I'll wear your fangs for earrings."

He admitted that he came for the food and she couldn't stop herself from giggling out lout at that. When she finally calmed down, she flicked her tail in humor and smirked at him. "Just for the food? But you can get that anywhere." It didn't make sense to her. Then he went and offended them in a round about way, saying that basically only a pack wolf would travel far to be an ass. She snorted in distaste, her eyes glaring daggers at him even as she pressed further into his side. "Well we are not 'pampered pack idiots.' But you are certainly an ass. Why are you avoiding the questions? What do you have to hide?" Her brow rose in suspicion. She wanted to know everything about him but he had to be more open than this, a lot more open. Why was he being so mean? A part of her was hurt. She was sure it was the part that held her soul. She wanted to bond with him on more than a fate-based level, but he was making it hard with all this attitude toward Itzel. She would always stand up for family so he'd better tone it down or else.