Alex saw no reason to be vicious. Probably went against a lot of other packs' moral codes, but he wasn't meant to be an aggressive soul. Sometimes establishing friendships was far more important than creating enemies. Not to mention the newspaper didn't need some headliner about a bloodied were battle from that night.
He was happy to see the bobcat was totally down for this playtime, swishing his tail about while letting out a few excited barks. Rolling about some more with the cat, he eventually came back onto all fours again, head down while his eyes locked onto her. Definitely a stance that indicated he wanted some fun. And just before he went to pounce her again, Alex felt Michelle come in to tackle him. 'HEY!'
'Don't think you can have all the fun, bro!' Had they been humans, they would have been rolling about in laughter, but the tiny yelps would have to do for now. After nipping at each other a few times, Michelle finally slipped away and began darting in the opposite direction. Seemed like someone wanted a chase. Perking his ears up, Alex looked over to the bobcat, then to his sister, then back to the cat. His tail twitched about in anticipation, wondering how fast the kitty could move.