"Right, yah. Sorry, mate," Sirius said, kicking himself in the ass metaphorically as he finished the progression upstairs. He laid Remus in his bed and snagged a hanky from nearby to wipe off his mouth. "You just kept running around and around. You tore up the table and clawed up the walls and then you absolutely massacred the bed upstairs. Blimey, Moony. If I even got close, you'd growl at me. Marking territory or something? I've never heard you howl like that either. You'd cry out and wait a minute and then do it again. It was awful."