There was an odd sense of uncertainty and listlessness come that morning for the she-
wolves in general after the inspection was done. Some just wandered back to the den and
laid down and didn't get back up catching some extra sleep. Some found a pack of playing
cards they had stowed away and organized a quick game. Other simply lounged about and
stared out the windows thinking about clouds, how lucky they were to be part of the pack,
or having Master inside them. All in all, everyone felt bored, lazy, tired, of one combination
or another. They had put SO MUCH energy into remaking the household fit for their kind
after their transformation yesterday, they hadn't even stopped to consider what they were
going to do next. There was always Lawrence, Roger, Nick, and now of course Zackery, but
most of the she wolves were too burned out from yesterday to even consider it.
'What is that side of beef doing with my, I mean that pervert Nick?' Nicole wondered seeing
Zackery with a paw on the shoulder of Nick, who look slightly uncomfortable but paying
attentively to everything that Zackery said to him.
Zackery stepped into what was now the shared bedroom/den of the pack's lesser females
pulling along Nicolas.
"Hello." Zack said to no one in particular.
"How is everyone?" He said in a perfectly polite, cool and calm voice.
All the females in the room had their eyes on the second biggest and baddest wolf in their
pack.
Nicole picked up Zack's scene that seemed to overshadow Nick's and something about it
made Nicole ever so slightly excited. The rest of the female members of the pack present
also felt their weariness phase out slightly at the idea of Zackery's company. Zack saw the
look in their eyes as his scent slowly began to take effect.
Nicole however shook her head clearing it and rolled off the couch she had claimed and
walked over to Nick.
"Hello Miss, and what would your name be? Jensen didn't think to tell me and my friends
all your names." Zack said.
"I'm Nicole." She said simply, for like all the pack, her last name was a meaningless sound
now, there was only the pack.
All the female members in the pack sounded off in a heart beat, "I'm Ashley!" "Megan!"
"I'm Maxine! This is Robyn and Millie!" "Howdy!" "Hi!" "Margot!" "My name is Pearl!"
"Jasmine!"
"There were a lot more of you when I and my friends came in and during the inspection
where are the rest?"
"Oh they're around." Said Maxine leaning back and putting her arms behind her head and
stretching her back. "Alexandra and Caroline are off spot checking everything for good
measure. Anne wanted to see something and Beatrice went along for the ride. Don't ask
me where Sarah, Terri, Sandi and June are."
"So where's Roger and Lawrence, and Ulysses?" The gray she wolf asked the charcoal gray
one, a different shade from hers, Nick and Alexandra's.
"Back in the male den last I saw them." Zackery said off handedly, "They didn't seem that
interested. But I'm interested."
Nicole took hold of Nick's arm and pulled him away from Zack's gentle if firm grasp. "I'm
interested in another wolf, sorry."
Zackery growled every so slightly but kept it low enough so none heard, he turned his
attention to the rest of the she wolves whom he had the undivided attention of. This was
derailed when Beatrice came storming into the room and bumped right into a wall of
Zackery but was too excited to pick up his scent. The plain green she wolf declared to the
group, "Everybody! Master's Great-Grandpa is here already!!"
The she wolves all took looks at one another and were all quickly pushing past Zackery,
Nicole pulling Nick along for good measure.
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"Hey." Lawrence, Roger and Ulysses turned to see a lavender she wolf, Sarah, leaning on
the increased door frame, now large enough that their six foot plus height seemed normal
almost, "You guys seem bored. Mind if I cut in?"
Roger opened his mouth when they heard "Everybody! Master's Great-Grandpa is here
already!!" A short while away.
The males and she-wolf present didn't say anything more as they hurried to the front
entrance.
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Patrick Hounds Sr. a man who fought and lived through two wars, and had made
cooperate enforcers run away scared once in his life, and had bought a small failing
business for a song and made thrive had seen the unbelievable, the illogical, and the just
plain impossible, and like anyone who had lived long enough had come to one of two
conclusion, either he had seen it all or realized he never would see it all (he was the
former). And so when faced with the impossible, nay, beyond the scope of all his long
life's experiences (a bunch of savage beast creatures going about like people), he had done
the only thing his brain could manage and blacked out.
When he began to come to, his hope that he had just been dreaming were instantly
dashed.
"Gramps always was one for surprises." He heard a little girl's voice say.
"He's not a mundane wolf now, I guess that runs down the idea of someone's Transform or
Dare triggering if they enter Glendale." He heard a boy above the age of the girl say in a
calm collect and somewhat disappointed tone.
"Let's turn him into a she wolf! I have this acrylic bright red color I saw on an anime poster
that would be perfect for fur and I wanna see how a she wolf would look like with a G
cub!" He heard a woman's voice say with a tone and attitude that said she was in charge
and knew it and had no problem in reminding everyone she was.
"Not now Kaylee." He heard a gruff voice says in a firm and no sense tone.
"Yes Master." Replied the female voice.
"Well, I say we go with what we were gonna go with before." Said the little girl's voice.
"I want to add some improvements to that idea." Said a younger girl's voice but sounding
more semantically precise than the older one. "What if he was like Martha?"
"I'm not watching something grow another head again Alice." Said the woman's voice,
apparently Kaylee.
"I did not mean like that Alpha Female." Replied apparently Alice politely. "But if he is to be
a pet for us, should he not be an interesting one?"
"Have you -really- tested the ability of the game to make people into objects yet?" Said a
adult male voice less rough than the first, "I think the fountain outside has always needed
a statue."
"Be quite Zackery, the alphas are discussing." Said Kaylee.
"And we DO know that," The little boy's voice said, "There was an incident with a tea pot
apparently in our family some years back. But doing that would leave that turn lost forever
and since we're not expanding the pack as much after yesterday we can't afford to lose any
turns."
"I still think-" Zackery began but was cut off by a teenage voice that reserved, calm, but
sounding deadly serious.
"Master Bart has spoken Master Zack, now be quite."
"... I offer my deepest apologies. I am sorry if I overstepped my bounds, forgive me."
Patrick felt there was just something not right about the apology, but he was apparently
the only one who picked up on it.
"Forgiven."
"Thank you Kaylee."
"As I was going to say and am now going to say," Began Alice, "Why not make him an
interesting wolf? If more than one head is too much, how about making him bigger to help
Martha protect us? And some extra tails would be rather interesting don't you think?"
"How about he has a loco on his side like Bolt does?" A younger little boy's voice asked.
"That would be very interesting indeed." Said Alice in a curious voice.
"Hey I think he's awake." Said the big rough male voice. "Come on great grandpa, I can tell
you're faking being asleep again, I remember that much about you. Everyone else thought
you were a tired old man but I know you better than that."
Reluctantly Patrick did open his eyes. Found them facing the biggest and most fearsome
wolf he had seen in his life. Patrick realized his arms were tied up, but not his legs. He did
a upward kick chipping a tooth off of the big beast and did a backflip off the coach he was
apparently on.
"Father!" "Papa!" "Papa!" "Master!" "Lord-Dad!"
Five little wolf monster kids tried to tackle him at once but were all caught by the tails by a
four armed she wolf thingie. The fifth one had his tail stepped on to keep him in place.
"Ugh!" The black one asked exasperated, "I thought you said he was shot when crawling
out of his fox hole!"
One of the small red ones returned also exasperated, "He was shot crawling out of his fox
hole, and kept on going!"
Partrick was suddenly tackled on all sides by women with wolf heads with fur every color
of the rainbow it seemed and was pushed down onto the floor, it was like he was buried in
bricks.
"I TOLD YOU to have us inspect how you tied him up!" Said one of two identical looking
dirty blond ones.
"I see you're still a real life super hero great grampa." Said the biggest one.
The large red brown one next to him looked very surprised at the big black one not
ripping Patrick's head off.
"You're early..." Said the big black one.
"Where is my family." Patrick said right to the point as always.
"Ta-da!" Said the big black one gesturing at him.
"... Bart?" Patrick asked using the boy version of the name as he always did for Jennifer's
husband.
The big one face faulted.
"HEY!" Said one of the small red ones sounding very annoyed.