#~tag tbd; ashton kenner

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“Technically,” Ashton is quick to quip. “But also technically the only one older than me now is Charlie so-.” It’s a struggle to contain his amusement, laughter bubbling in his chest until at last he allowed it to release, filling the air around them with the hearty sound. “Oh man, you shoulda seen the absolute terror in your eyes,” the wolf chuckles. “Come on man, you’re a Kenner. It’s genetically impossible for any of us to ever look like shit at any age.”

"I'm technically older than you, asshole," he spat, annoyed at the other before listening in on the other's description and his eyes widened for a moment. "You're fucking with me," he was quick to say, "you know how I know? You are way too specific and I don't even like cheese puffs"

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[ Henry Cavill | he/him ] A new face takes refuge under Dark Skies. ASHTON KENNER, an 38 year old WEREWOLF, is one of those from the PRESENT learning to navigate this changed world. People say behind their back that they’re QUIET but the truth is that they’re really AMBITIOUS. Their style can best be described as BUTTON DIWNS, HUNTIN AND FISHIN, AND BACKWOOD DRIVES and we’ll see how that helps them fit in.

Intro coming

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"Toh-may-toh, toh-mah-toh," Ashton quips with a cheeky grin, chuckling softly as he shakes his head. "Hey, if it helps you sleep at night then by all means I certainly do wish. Silver fox, hot grandpa, all sounds the same to me. Still hot either way."

"I prefer the term 'best friend'. Sounds better." Oliver remarked shortly and with as much seriousness as he could muster before it was broken apart by a grin that mirrored the other wolf's own. "Please, you wish you looked better than I do." The man retorted before scoffing. "A silver fox? Sounds like a fancy way of just saying 'hot grandpa' to me." He shrugged his shoulders.

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"You wish I was dense," Ashton taunted, shit eating grin pulling against his features as he gave a shake of his head. "Would actually make you seem sort of smart but I do suppose you've got a point there. You always were Jack's little shadow."

Ocean irises were quick to roll, a bark of laughter escaping his frame at the other's words. "See now you're just trying to hurt my feelings by lying," the wolf retorts. "Can't help that I'm still better looking than you man. Betcha even future me is what kids these days calls a silver fox."

The voice was familiar, even though Ollie hadn't seen the man it belonged to in quite a while now. He smirked at his words, nonetheless, and waited until the younger wolves before turning and playfully shoving at the other male. "I knew you Kenners were dense sometimes, but come on now. You think I would let Jackson go anywhere without me? Like he had a choice?" Oliver remarked. "First mistake - never underestimate a damn witch. If that's even what's going on here." He shook his head.

Oliver looked the man over and smirked to himself. "You look terrible. Aging doesn't suit you, man." Oliver lied. The wolf was as annoyingly good-looking as he had always been.

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"She's not," Ashton remarks, frame halting behind the male as arms cross over his chest, a slight grin cocking at the corner of his lips. "She and the rest of the police force have to do some investigating but her kids should be there." His arms unfold, shoving into his pockets as he moves forward to stop and stand beside the other wolf, gaze locked on the other young wolves that were heading out.

"I didn't fully believe Charles when she said that you had come from the past alongside Jack," he states. "Or that Hayley had been resurrected and pulled from the future but now it seems I've highly underestimated witches and their magical abilities."

"Look, we'll figure things out later, okay? Head back to the pack house. Maybe Charlie's there, alright?" Oliver told a couple of younger wolves, barely out of their teenage years from the looks of them. He groaned to himself as they scampered off and glanced around. He hadn't caught sight of Hayley since he'd stormed off from their conversation; nor had he seen where his son had wandered off to. He had to keep telling himself that JJ was a grown man; that he didn't need to be coddled and watched over.

Yet, now that he knew his son wasn't living his life somewhere far from the madness of New Orleans, he couldn't help but feel wave after wave of concern. Spotting another wolf from the pack, he trotted over and relayed the same message to them. They needed to regroup and get a headcount; figure out if anyone was missing. He knew Charlie was probably swamped with her duties as police chief; so the least he could do right now was help usher straggling wolves.

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“Ding ding ding,” Ashton faints. “Took you long enough, you little punk.” A feigned wince is thrown in the male’s direction as he pulled air between his teeth, head shaking slowly. “Hate to be the bearer of bad news,” the wolf taunts. “But future you, he’s- well- balding and has quite the beer belly in him. Always smells like he’s been dumpster diving all night and drinks a 12-pack a day with a bowl of cheese puffs balancing on his belly in front of the tv.”

"Holy shit, Ashton?" he breathed - yeah I mean he looked similar but what was with everyone looking so damn fine. "Ha, alright, so glad to know that we've all aged really well... I have, right? Like I'm not bald or anything?"

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A hand falls to his chest in feigned hurt, brows dipping as he meets the other wolf’s gaze. “Ouch, I’m hurt you don’t even recognize your own cousin, Christian,” Ashton remarked. “I haven’t changed that much, have I?”

"Why do you look familiar?" he said with narrowed eyes, wondering where he had seen the other before but unable to pinpoint it specifically. "Right, uh, so crescent - got it - but seriously why do you look so familiar?"

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"It better not skip Thanksgiving," Ashton counters, sly grin tugging at his lips as he leans against the table on his forearms. "Do you know how devastating it would be to not get to celebrate a big Crescent Thanksgiving this year?"

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"You know, with the whole time travel and two cities combining into one I shouldn't be surprised by much but even I have to admit that party surprised the hell outta me," he hummed, "I mean I'm expecting anything at this point - I bet it's purposely going to skip Thanksgiving just to put us on the edge of our seat"