So when Elliot arrived, Namara turned to him, "Psst. Elliot, come here, when I say I want you to get his right hear, go tell Aphrodite to get his left and Athena and I will hold him down." With that she crouched and looked across to Athena, mouthing the words "hold him down" and shifting her eyes to the two pups, hoping everyone would understand. With that she settled into her position and waited for Athena's call so that she could then call the pups. Of course a much more probable outcome was that this was going to be a big bundle of writhing furry wolves attempting to do.... something.
<b style="color:#c980d2">"If ya'd just hold still..." The girl growled, not realizing that she was talking as much as, if not more than, the adults around her. Her skinny little tail curled over her back, and she crouched down, launching herself at Ash rather poorly again, trying to claw at his nose. She was the only one doing anything. Everyone else was just standing around not helping her. Or...What if it was a trap? What if they were waiting for Ash to say something and then they'd all tackle her? The idea didn't remain in her mind long though. She was too busy trying to beat Ash. <b style="color:#c980d2">"speech."
Unlike other men that he had known when he had been younger, Ash knew how to play fair with the pups. His plan originally had been to dodge the young pup a few times, waiting for the perfect chance to let her get him. He, however, had not been expecting all of his pack mates around him to gang up on him. He winced slightly as his paw came in contact with young Aphrodite’s head, but she seemed to shake it off immediately and quickly got back to her feet. Only when Athena’s voice resonated in his ears, did he look up from the white pup in front of him. Staring at the amber fiery eyes of his alpha, he looked around, seeing as Namara, Elliot, and the white woman had surrounded him. A small growl escaped his jaws, his green eyes looking for an escape route. There seemed to be a good chance that he could get through Namara and Elliot’s little slot of emptiness.
A small prick on his nose caused him to snap his eyes down towards the little girl who had confidentially clamped her jaws down on her nose. A small growl emitted from his chest and his new goal was trying to get the princess to let go of him. Lifting his paw, he batted at her back, being extremely light. The Hervok did not wish to hurt the little girl…his little girl. Even though she was not biologically his, she was his. Eden and Ash had a remarkable resemblance, though Ash had been a tad bit larger, and if they had been the same size and one would look closely upon them, it would have been hard to tell the difference. The only thing that had set them slightly apart had been Eden’s lighter tone in his eyes. Meaning that the children could easily mistake him as Eden. The bastard that had left the pack…had left Athena…and had left his own children.