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hunter cross and ryan cross @dxrkenedheights

"Jude, stop kickin' that shit for five seconds." Hunter requested, watching closely at the tired soccer ball that bounced through the air. Sorry dad! It was precariously close to the five stacked crates Hunter was carrying, bottles clinking and chattering against one another as father and son made their way towards the cabin. It was easier to head into Ryan's, and Hunter had to pause on the steps as Jude rushed around him in full speed. "Jude!" but then he trudged in after, meandering straight for the kitchen just as his brother made an appearance from the bedroom.

"Look at this shit." he declared, moving some of the crates from the pile, revealing the array of alcohol and other more exciting supplies. "Bunch'a deliveries to humans got stopped and taken, enough for everyone to get a ton and for Christmas. Something 'bout a dinner, I don't fuckin' know." he grumbled, already searching through one of the crates for a beer no matter the time of the morning. Jude was straight there to the counter, trying to pull himself up to take a look. Can I have one? Hunter didn't even hesitate, another can was taken straight from the crate. "How old was we?" he looked to Ryan, hovering the drink from his son's grip. "Ten? Ah, close enough." it was passed right over after that. "Wanna get everyone together? Invite Beau?" Hunter smirked then to his brother, Jude already rushing off to the couch.

hunter cross and elliot cross @ofwrxth

Across the coffee table, papers were strewn. Not particularly in any order either, the text print large enough that only small chunks of information could be plastered on each page. Along with adverts and logos and...it was a mess, actually. Hunter almost broke the printer at the institute, but that was the last thing he cared about. While he waited for Elliot to return, he was rehearsing the script in his head. "S'fine if you're...g...if you like m...I don't care, so long as your boyfriend stays the fuck away from me." No, that wasn't good. "Don't see why you wanna stick your cock in a dude's asshole when bitches got an asshole too." Also no. "You're still my brother but I'ma shoot both of y'all if you fags hold hands around m-" No.

hunter cross and elliot cross @ofwrxth

Hunter was quiet for a multitude of reasons. First and foremost, shame for annoying Isla to the extent he did. And then, the replay of the awkward apologies he had to deliver to Lia and Kat. And then, the fact there was still one more wolf he hadn't spoken to. And Rory was a sticking point, a physical representation of an old belief system that Hunter was facing. So, sitting beside Elliot while on watch was the most comfort he could find. Barely even hungry, his hands shifted through the food he had thrown into a pack up but all it took was one wave of Elliot's hand for the first piece to be handed over to his little brother. Hunter sniffed, not saying a word as there was another wave of Elliot's hand after a monstrous noise of chewing. So, more food was handed over while Hunter stared to the distance. "You ain't ate today or somethin'?" he asked simply, glancing to Elliot again while breaking off more and passing it with a slight abruptness.

hunter cross, diego garcia, carlo ramos, rineike visser and alana vaisman

Hunter padded out of the gas station, newly swiped tobacco already opened and rolled into a cigarette as he headed back towards the truck. At first, he watched Carlo and Diego as they tried the pumps to fill extra cans with any gas but his attention moved to the two other wolves and obvious split between the group that even someone as blind as Hunter could notice. "Y'all ladies gonna help or what?" he gestured to some of the other pumps, holding the cigarette between his teeth while he searched for a lighter. "Don't think either of you got the faces to just sit there and look pretty. Get movin'." @dxrkenedheights

hunter cross and elliot cross @ofwrxth

"El, somethin's fucky happened." Hunter appeared from nowhere, grabbing his brother by the arm to haul Elliot along with him. He didn't have time to point out that he knew exactly who El was looking at, as he had bigger fish to fry. "I can't speak English no more. Am I speakin' it right now?" he snapped, a determined expression on his face and his worry spilling out as frustration. "That God damn witch, ella me quitó mis derechos americanos." his head cocked to the side as his hand worked at his tense jaw. "Eso no es lo que iba a decir. Quiero decir... lo era... pero no en maldito español." Hunter sighed out, more frustration entering his tone. "I ain't American now! Was that English?"

hunter cross and dominic rose @gloriouswhispers

During the three years of the war, Hunter sometimes found himself wondering if the Rose pack ever made it. Eventually, he came to the conclusion that they must have survived but elsewhere until the sight of Dominic, Roxy and their father made him burst out laughing. Not surprised in the slightest that they were the last three standing. Spotting Dominic nearing the truck he was working on, Hunter let out a quick bah-ah to drive him backwards. "Don't you dare put your city boy hands anywhere near her, Dom. I just got her workin' again." he warned, straightening from his crouch and leaning against the vehicle. "If this is 'bout somethin' Jack has said, he got our name but not our pack. And I've been told I gotta stay away, so don't get me in trouble. I'm bein' good." Hunter could barely keep a straight face as he said that part but the few occasions that Dominic and him spent together in either Atlanta or New York proved that some due diligence was needed.

hunter and elliot @ofwrxth

"I think the vamps keep comin' here and tearin' shit down before our damn shift." Hunter huffed, cleaning off his hands with a rag before he tossed it towards Elliot. "It shouldn't take this long, right!? What's happenin!?" he shrugged widely, scoffing slightly as he slowly prowled to the bar door, taking a much needed break. He fetched his cigarette from behind his ear to light, eyes fixed on the town for a moment. A passing wolf quickly caught Hunter's attention with a bitter stare. When he heard about Aidan's hand in the loss of Cece, Hunter was expecting a war of their own to erupt. Instead, he was told explicitly by Wolf to leave it alone. It didn't mean that he had to be civil, though, and Hunter quickly spat harshly to the wolf's steps. "Fuckin' piece of shit." he hissed, hardly under his breath. "Wish we fuckin' figured out what he did before I knocked up his sister. Somethin' seriously wrong with their damn breeding. Surprised they ain't half-wolves."

hunter and isla @waterfallswords

"Come here." Hunter's voice was laced with more affection than it had been for years as one arm lifted to welcome Isla closer. The news of Elliot becoming a father wasn't long after Hunter and Kat's own announcement of a new addition but the pride on his face was for many more reasons than that. Elliot as a first time father had managed to break a wide grin across Hunter's face, promising to keep it a secret. But, every one of them had seen the shift in him. The way Isla had lifted Elliot from a darkness and she almost made it look easy. In all the years of being his older brother, Hunter had never seen a smile on Elliot's face like it. "I'm happy for y'both, congratulations sweetheart." he dropped a quick and proud kiss to her cheek while embracing her with care before delivering a small pat to her shoulder. "He told me a lil while back." Hunter admitted, not sure if she knew Elliot had been a slight blabber mouth. "You excited or what? No full moons or fights for a while, huh?"