Trying to get up wasn't an act of stubbornness, Eliot simply didn't expect for the hunter to be idiotic enough to try to lift a wounded animal in his arms.
The wolf flailed slightly when he found Dean's biceps suddenly circling around his great body and pawed halfheartedly at Dean for several moments before it was obvious that the hunter wasn't going to give up. Then grunting and snorting, the wolf all but went limp in the hunter's arms and became dead weight. Heavy to carry, but he tried to minimize the awkwardness of carrying him.
Alright, it actually felt good to be held in his Alpha's arms like this.
Snorting again when he was put down, Eliot sat there and considered Dean for a very long moment. Normally he would be fighting for control against his wolf like the beast wanted to claw its way out, but here, he only got the desire to lay down his head for —Peace, pack, Alpha— Dean.
Blue eyes that were interspersed with flecks of golden yellow looked up at Dean in a head tilt that was distinctively Eliot. Then moving forward, he nudged at Dean with a large paw as wolf language for 'shut up' and laid his head down on the hunter's chest.
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Date: 2013-04-18 02:22 am (UTC)The wolf flailed slightly when he found Dean's biceps suddenly circling around his great body and pawed halfheartedly at Dean for several moments before it was obvious that the hunter wasn't going to give up. Then grunting and snorting, the wolf all but went limp in the hunter's arms and became dead weight. Heavy to carry, but he tried to minimize the awkwardness of carrying him.
Alright, it actually felt good to be held in his Alpha's arms like this.
Snorting again when he was put down, Eliot sat there and considered Dean for a very long moment. Normally he would be fighting for control against his wolf like the beast wanted to claw its way out, but here, he only got the desire to lay down his head for —Peace, pack, Alpha— Dean.
Blue eyes that were interspersed with flecks of golden yellow looked up at Dean in a head tilt that was distinctively Eliot. Then moving forward, he nudged at Dean with a large paw as wolf language for 'shut up' and laid his head down on the hunter's chest.