Blaine was mouthing to his wife, “Oh god, please don’t let that bastard…”as he watched his father get overly excited over Aja. Of course, it had been a long time since that fool seen another she-wolf. Aside from family members, Sularia had a lack of female lupines about, especially like Aja. Meanwhile, Garland tried to charm her but was met with a cold response. He looked at her slightly confused but he could that she had some fire in her, which renewed his resolve all over again.
“That’s because the others weren’t m…”, he was about to say before he got punched in the stomach, causing him to kneel over. “Damn woman, reminds me of Toya when she did that”, he was able to cough out. “Though you do it a little more controlled than she does.” Blaine got up from his seat in time to watch his dear old father get pinned down by her. “Alright, alright, I’ll try to keep him in check. No promises though.”
“Hey! I ain’t no stray!”, Garland muttered while trying to keep the full weight of her boot against his neck. “I’m Garland Wintercrest. I’m many things- a bastard among them, but I’ll admit it! The hell am I a damn stray!”
Garland was putting his foot in his mouth for all they could see. Once she made her leave, Garland looked at her and watched her figure as it grew smaller until she was completely gone. “Well, now’s that a woman I could get behind, know what I’m saying, boy?” He got up and dusted himself off; her words didn’t really hurt his pride. If anything, they motivated him to seek her out more.
“Father, listen to them. She’s way out of your league.”
“Oh, and Toya’s not out of yours? It was a damn miracle that you got her”, Garland fired back before eying Toya and resuming his seat. “That’s only because all she’s dealt with were pansies. I’m a real man!” He shoved some more food into his mouth, “You should have told her that I’m best at three things, fighting, drinking and…well can’t say the third because my granddaughter and great-grandchildren are around. She now thinks I’m some sort of drunken, lecherous old man. ”
“That’s because you are”, Blaine sighed, taking his own place back at the table. “Face it, she’ll probably won’t be interested unless you change all of that. The drinking and the womanizing. Even then, it’s hard to say.” He honestly didn’t think he had a chance in hell that she would give him the time of day.
“Ah quiet, all of you. This wolf still has some tricks up his sleeve and he will win her over”, he started but then thought for a bit. “Hm, I mean, who's to say that I’d have to completely give those things up? If she wants to play hard to get, then fine. I can at least enjoy some company while I try and pursue her then?”
“Do you want to die? Because that’s how you die, you kook.” This was getting out of hand quick- he didn’t feel like burying him anytime soon because his loins were burning. “It’s settled. I’ll do some thinking at my favorite brothel, but first…a run to stretch me out some. I’ll probably get that out of the way tonight.”
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When the evening arrived, Garland took to the lake nearby and shed his clothes before turning into a large timberwolf. It honestly felt good to feel the air against his fur. It had been a hell of a long time and before he knew it, he started running laps around the lake. The moonlight provided a good deal of light for him to see the beautiful water. Though he was still miffed by how Aja spoke of him, it wouldn’t stop him for the time being. For now, he was looking for to getting the kinks out before enjoying another night at the town…