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Even though for now this Reaper was being friendly enough and Bastion seemed to know him, the scarred Russo was rather unsure. He was holding this male’s biological son, claiming it as his own as well as claiming the very brother that Reaper so adored was his own master. He watched as the male began to squirm and he tried to approach the other to be ready to attack at a moment’s notice, but before that could happen, he pulled away from Bastion and seemed to be so hurt and suddenly so grown up. Janos stepped even closer to be standing beside his love, looking down at him and then over at the other wolf, the hackles on his neck rising as he gave a low growl of warning. He didn’t want anyone to hurt his master, not on his watch. But it seemed as though he didn’t have to worry too much. The other’s words were so stammering and he gave a little nod of his head, his posture relaxing. Reaper wasn’t someone who was going to attack at a moment’s notice. Rather, he seemed to be so unsure, not wanting to go against the little master but at the same time he wanted his son. Penance? That had to be the mother’s name if he guessed correctly and he looked down at the child in his arm before looking up at the male before looking down at Bastion, waiting to see what his master would decide to do with the child.
Bastion spoke up and he gave a little nod of his head. Yes, Reaper had left and now Janos had taken over his spot and he was oh so glad that he had that spot now. But then the other spoke and he blinked, looking down at him. Make another? Make another baby? Giving a little tilt of his head, he soon righted it and wiped all traces of questioning from his eyes. Surely Bastion had a reason for doing what he did and who was he to question it? He then looked over at his master as Bastion moved, he saw the hands reaching up to him and he lowered the baby down to him before he turned to look at the male one more time. Now that his hands were free, he could more easily fight if he was provoked. As Bastion moved away to play with the baby, Janos moved to place himself as a separation between the two males. He nodded to the male as if to say that that was the final word on things. ”Master has spoken. Don’t bother us again,” he said evenly but there was a bite of steel to his words that were reflected in his eyes that came across before he turned to go back and go back to his master, standing over him and dividing his attention between his master and the male that was now out of the conversation but so long as he was still there, he posed a very real threat to his family.
