"It wasn't any secret that it was difficult for her, a human female, living with a pack of werewolves that weren't on wolfsbane, raising daughters that weren't on wolfsbane either," Anise said. "She had to learn to be brave right from the outset, and she wanted us to be brave too. Our lives were always in jeopardy, mainly from humans, not so much from the pack. Our dad was fiercely protective of her and of us. Fenrir stepped in a time or two too, as I recall. I don't remember why, though. He didn't usually ever defend many humans."
"Fenrir needed cubs to grow the pack," Angus told her. "And, I'm sure your mom was doing a good job raising you, so it was to Fenrir's benefit to keep her alive."
"Makes sense," Anise said. "Marcus, I hate to ask, but do you mind helping me go through my closet and put something together for tomorrow?"
"Certainly," Marcus smiled. "Let's go see what you have." He went downstairs with her to see what he could help her assemble.
Angus closed his sketchbook, shutting away the maps and the sketches of the pergola. Then he went to the kitchen, and he opened the cookie jar. He had made more oat cookies than he needed for the ice cream, so he got himself a cookie and poured himself a cup of coffee with a shot of firewhiskey in it, and he took both of them outside and sat down on the front porch steps, watching the crew at work. He saw what he presumed was a new hire in the corral. The new man seemed to be trying something with the hippogriff, and the hippogriff wasn't having it. Robert's male hippogriff was a touchy, often angry bastard, and Angus was getting very concerned that this new man seemed to be treating the hippogriff like a wild horse that needed to be broken. That was about as wrong as it got. Angus set his coffee cup on the porch, and he apparated into the corral and deliberately put himself between the new hire and the hippogriff that was going to try its best to trample the new worker.
"Swifty," Angus called, "Swifty, its me. Whoa." He glanced back at the new man. "Get out of the corral--now! Somebody go find Jack." Angus believed that Jack was probably the only one who could get there quick and bring some fresh meat for Swifty to calm him down. As it was, Swifty was determined to trample something, and Angus was closest. Angus was doing his best to try to stay out of range of Swifty's hooves.