Scott navigated his way up the stairs and down the hallway until he'd reached the rooms that he shared with Jean. He sniffed quickly to find that the lady of the house (suite) was not in and indicated that Alex could follow him inside. He didn't wait very long to see whether or not Alex would follow, instead hurrying into the bedroom for a quick transformation and hopefully a quickly found shirt.
"I don't like catch," were the very first words out of his mouth when he finally had one again. He grabbed a shirt and a pair of jeans from his dresser drawer and pulled them on before facing his brother. "Do you know how ridiculous a wolf playing catch looks?" It had been different when he'd been younger and his wolf form had been much smaller. Now it simply looked stupid.