Redhawk Caldera werewolf bar mitzvah, spooky scary.

I'll archive! :)

Big and black and furry. Rather than thinking of the Alpha male, Elwood felt an unwarranted chill snake down his spine. He didn't like the sound of that, even if there was no other evidence to back up the possibility of a trespasser. He smoothed his expression and leaned down to lick Liffey between the ears, the gesture serving to calm her as well as his own nerves.

"Well, whatever it was, it's gone now. You're safe," he reassured her. Her request to go home was met with a prompt nod of his head. Elwood was ready, too; he wanted to get Gannet and Liffey both back to their respective beds safely, where the pack's adults could keep a close eye on them. "Let's go home," he said, gesturing for Gannet to join them. He then shepherded the pups back to the rendezvous site, not letting either one of them out of his sight.