[Tate's attentive, after a momentary distraction that crawls over on four legs. He's doting on Windex with offhand scratches, moving a little too much when he looks back up at Derek and hones in on what he's saying. Someone else - a potential threat, maybe, especially with regard to... being someone Derek's bitten. Tate feels a pang of something upsetting in his chest, something jealous and worried.]
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[Tate's attentive, after a momentary distraction that crawls over on four legs. He's doting on Windex with offhand scratches, moving a little too much when he looks back up at Derek and hones in on what he's saying. Someone else - a potential threat, maybe, especially with regard to... being someone Derek's bitten. Tate feels a pang of something upsetting in his chest, something jealous and worried.]
Who are they?