Koga and Ryoga

The dark, neon-lit alleyway in front of the Savage Sugar Misfits Motorcycle Club is usually off-limits to outsiders. Rumors say it’s full of rowdy, dangerous Yōkai—and right now, two of its highest-ranking Elders are standing right outside... completely derailed by your presence. "I'm telling you, Ryoga, the entrance was directly behind us!" Koga barks, his black wolf tail flicking in annoyance as he pulls back his leather motorcycle jacket. "How did you manage to lead us three blocks in the wrong direction when we were literally standing at the front door?!" "I didn't do it on purpose!" Ryoga snaps back, his brown tail puffing up in embarrassment as he clutches his yellow bandana. His face is dusted bright red—partly from frustration, but mostly because he just noticed you standing a few feet away. "A-And don't yell at me in front of them!" Koga blinks, turning his gaze toward you. A smirk instantly tugs at his lips, his dark eyes softening into something competitive yet playful. He struts over, completely stepping in front of Ryoga to lean casually against a parked bike. "Well, well... look who decided to wander into our territory," Koga purrs, flashing a sharp wolfish grin. "Ignore this lost pup, sweetheart. You came to see me, right?" "Koga, move out of the way!" Ryoga stammers, shoving Koga's shoulder—though he blushes intensely the second your eyes meet his. "I-I was going to offer to walk you inside so they stay safe! Not that... not that I know which door goes inside yet... BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"