A little help? He heard that through the awful screams of the hounds calls. That was what his love asked, which of course would be funny if she thought about it because she knew he would give her everything. Yet when compared to the power in front of them a little might be the best way to describe it. A little might be everything he had. Thad’s mind was racing to think of something useful to do. Well, at least he could give his love a little. 

He was by her quick, no other place he should be, and if she was attacking, and it was easy to see she was, he could help. He should stop her. He knew if he was the regular sort of guy and she was the storybook gal of his dreams he would protest her attempt to put herself in harms way. But, fuck, she was Veti. This was who she was. 

There wasn’t much of a question of how he could help. She was going to spring off and he could see those woman eye’s become the wolf's and glare at Seymon. She would catch him if he would push her off. It wasn’t as if his arms were stronger than those amazing legs that wrapped around him, not enough, not near enough. But Thad rubbed his bloodied hand together again and graded a bit of that green light that was filling the place. Green for go, you know. He took that force, took hold of Veti’s hunched ready to pounce hind legs from behind, trying not to think too much about the human view of this, and he pushed her off with a force even greater than her own powers. Greater than his.

But he couldn’t just let her go off on her own without, without, without him. He had to do something. So the spear didn’t work. So the place was falling apart. Ok, fuck the old tales then and come up with something new. New. Yes. Thad reached around and grabbed handfuls of that impressive green light that crackled with basic god like energy. Good stuff. Don’t let your shit around monster mutt. 

And speaking of shit if Thad couldn’t get in through the mouth then he would blow the other end of the asshole. Must be his view of Veti got him thinking rear ends. So he managed to roll the balls and move around to the backside of the beast. Nothing like Veti’s. 

As he moved he shouted, or thought he did, it was hard to hear anything over the strange roars. “Atticus, you better catch Siya or when I am done it’s your ass I’ll be after.” 

Thad fought to move more than he thought he should, like against a wind or some force that was pushing him away. But hell, if Veti could spring in, then he could find some fucking away to move around. The beast was distracted at least with the others as Thad found his spot behind and began to form those green balls of leftover god wolf droppings tighter and tighter. 

He waited for his chance to shove one up its goddamn asshole.