Redhawk Caldera it takes two baby.

LOL Elwood's response sounds so cheesy but that is actually what I teach my preschoolers!

When the answer finally came, it was simultaneously obvious and unexpected. Nightjar. Of course it was Nightjar, and yet -- how could it be Nightjar? Elwood was momentarily perplexed as his mind processed the information. His godson was a physical wolf, and perhaps not the brightest crayon in the box -- but he never would have pictured him as a bully. He was dedicated to his family and his pack, so why would he choose to pick on Eljay?

The answer to that question was fairly evident: Eljay made himself an easy target. But as soon as the thought popped into Elwood's head, he pushed it away. Even if that was the case, that didn't give the Alphas' son the right to push him around, aside from establishing the natural pecking order of a pack. And he was willing to bet that Eljay had never once threatened Nightjar's position in the hierarchy.

Elwood suddenly felt Finley's gaze on him, burning into the side of his face like hot coals, and he glanced at her quickly before looking at Eljay. "Your mom's right -- it's not right for anyone, including Nightjar, to call you a weenie. If he does it again, tell him you don't like it and that he needs to call you by your name," he advised. Naturally, Elwood was not going to tell his son to go pick a fight with Nightjar -- and he was going to do whatever he could to keep Finley from kicking the burly youth's ass, as well.