Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Parker sat on the couch dumbfounded at what she just heard. Eliot was tricking her the whole time? She was confused as well as a little angry. He claimed to be something he wasn't! What a disgrace to the poor werewolves! Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard rustling, growls (that were not Eliot's), and elevated breathing. It almost sounded like a wolf growl and corresponding familiar growls from the team's hitter. Oh, good one Eliot. His trickery won't work again. Parker sat back and enjoyed the hitter making a fool of himself. He was very convincing. -