The Wolves

Lupus was quite correct, in that without Ivan, the wolves were completely lost. They were pack animals - driven by structure and leadership. Without a leader, they simply had no idea what to do. Apollo's threats, combined with Lakota's poisonous cloud creeping in all around them, caused panic and fear to flare in their minds. Why isn't Walter helping?! The thought incredulously. Come here They heard Lupus call, as he bound into the water and disappeared beneath the waves. Yes…that's a good idea…right? Closer to Walter, so that he could save them…? With unwavering clarity, the three turned and follow Lupus into the waves, barking at Walter's waving tentacles.

Walter

Walter squealed with a child-like glee as 4 wolves raced into the waves. Now that the tentacle which had been holding the pretty pegasus was freed up, he could easily grab them. Reaching forward with a fluid mobility, he picked up the three wolves who were with Ivan, as well as Lupus. Just as he was about to pull them under the water, sealing their fate, Walter paused, frowning. Four? He reached into his mind, recalling he had made an agreement with six wolves, three of which were now dead on the shore. "What trickery is this" His voice boomed in their minds. He ran a suction-cup over Lupus, much in the same way a blind person would run his hands over ones' face. Realizing that Lupus was not one of the wolves who belonged to Ivan, he frowned again. He was holding Lupus and another wolf in one tentacle, and the other two in another tentacle. Grumbling under the waves at his mistake, he pushing his tentacles together, moving the Ivan-wolf with the other two, and leaving Lupus alone in his grasp. Gently, he reached forward to shore, as far as he was able, and released Lupus into the shallow water there, patting him gently on the head as if to say, no harm done.

As he pulled the three wolves into the salty depths, drowning them, he noticed the golden light reflecting off of Phae's body as she floated underwater. Her cream mane and tail spanning around her like an ethereal glow. Gently, he reached out a tentacle and gently put it under her, pushing her body towards the surface, and closer to shore. "Thank you for the wolves. Here is your golden-one…" he mind-spoke to them, sounding apologetic and uncertain.