This was what she wanted to see, her pack smiling and laughing together once again. A plate was fixed for Thomas and Eryan, the pair looked about ready to maul something which was fine Aidan had made sure there was enough for them. Even made the effort to keep it warm for them.<br/><br/>“I doubt there is anything that could save his balls from anything in regards to that suit, but that won’t take away the fun, right?” she winked at the shirtless volunteer who rolled his eyes and frowned slightly.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“I think you all are too fixated on my balls,” Eidhin grumbled but smirked as he disappeared into the cave to find the costume.</span> </span><br/><br/>“Since he does not want to give up his spot, but is offended by the ball fascination,” Aidan began.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “I’m not offended! I just think you guys care far too much about my nuts!”the male shouted from the cave. </span></span><br/><br/>“Anyway. Rules are the same as last time,” the female continued on as if the interruption did not happen. “No teams, because let's face it. We all want a piece of that Bunny and his cute little ass,” quick to look at Eilidh she added “Though we all know that it belongs to the delightful ankle biter over here,” she gestured palms up hands outstretched with a small bow to acknowledge Eidhin’s mate. “But he is going to run like we are literally after his balls, so we have to be quick. You are allowed to work together, but there can be only one winner. So, think Highlander. There can be only one!” she shouted fisted raised overhead for dramatic effect. “Winner will get to choose who wears the costume next, any form is allowed but to win you have to tackle the bunny in your human form and pin him down for a full ten seconds. Shoulders to the ground and he must not be allowed to escape. Grappling only. No punching, striking, clawing or biting is allowed. Unless you think you can snatch the little tail off his ass with your muzzle.<br/><br/>“Again only for them because any other time that ass is the sole property of Miss Ankle Biter Extraordinaire,” direct eye contact and acknowledgement again given to Eilidh. To appease the wolf, but also for the chance to reference her being short.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-weight: bold"> “You know the more you egg her on, the more likely she is just going to try and tackle you and not me!” Eidhin called from the cave amidst some grunts and groans as he struggled to get into the costume. “Thank Gaia for healing abilities!” he shouted at the moment one could assume he was trying to tuck his balls into a better position.</span></span><br/><br/>“Everyone understand? We will go until lunch, then we can break for an actual hunt followed by another round leading off with the winner choosing the next runner. The runner is not out until we tackle them to the ground.”<br/><br/>Just as she finished up, Eidhin came from within the depths of the cave and stood like a proud superhero before his adoring fans. Fists on his hips, head, held high the wind picked up for the first time this morning to add to his dramatic effect just to rustle the ears atop his head.  The top just clung to his broad shoulders and his package was thoroughly suffocated within the confines of the skin tight hip-hugging shorts.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><span style="font-weight: bold">“Hope you are all ready? Because I’m ready to get this off!” he looked to Eilidh and winked.</span></span><br/><br/>“Alright. Starting running and I will count down from ten,” Aidan shooed him off and watched the bulky man start off at a jog and practically disappear the moment he was in the bushes. “10…9…8…” her voice filled the clearing as looked about her pack. Eryan whispered something in Thomas’s ear and then winked in her direction. Food was done and gone, the blonde stood and stretched as the countdown continued.<br/><br/>“5….4…3…2…1! GET THE BUNNY!!”