truth is beautiful without doubt; but so are lies (ralph waldo emerson)
There is a fury that drives Enderly because this child of his was the only one of the three that he loved so fiercely. The other two had not come back to him, they had not offered him any sort of room as a parent and as such he did not offer them any such room as a father. It is apart of his selfish nature; Enderly would never deny that. Yet Sanguine, she is so gentle and kind and he had helped raise her. The word Daddy ripped from her muzzle only drove him into a deeper rage at this abhorrent creature who would tear of the tail of a young wolf, who would torture her. Was this a female from Asteraia? That place that he had wondered at but found only a slight sense of curiosity for and an ever greater sense of wariness? It may be that Tick Tock begins to change his view from apathetic to a burning anger, until he realizes she is a loner that is.
She is so absorbed in dismembering his child that she doesn't even see or hear him until he has slammed her off his little girl. Yet Tick Tock does not follow his lead and he is quick to redirect himself, slamming his head down so that it will force hers lower - she misses his neck and instead digs her fangs into his chest. It rumbles in a loud growl as he angles his head sideways and tries to get a grip on her neck with the side of his teeth. That is until Azrael comes into the picture, using his massive weight to slam her away from Enderly and he growls at the pain as she rips her teeth out him. She spins away to try and attack Azrael before they separate and Enderly is quick to back up in the direction of his daughter, head lowered, ears pressed back and teeth gleaming as saliva drips from them.
Azrael does the same and demands she leaves.
"You bitch," Enderly growls in response to the female as she stands there and roars at them, looking back and forth as if deciding if it was worth it. Then she spins and leaves and however much he wishes to hunt her down and rip her apart with the Angel male next to him, he turns swiftly back to his daughter who is a mess. Blood, flesh, and bone it seems and a whine rips from his muzzle as he gently begins to lick at one of her wounds.
"Azrael... what can we do? Can she be saved? Will Diveen help her?" His words are chaotic, nothing like the usual calm charm, his eyes lifting back to Azrael as another whine then growl rumbles out of him, his fur standing on end as he stands over his girl.
"She is my daughter. She can't die!"