Seeing the fury in Shurry's eyes that day when Aphrodite issued her insane demand, Legi's big sister protection mode had kicked in, and up to the highest of gears. It had been her actions alone that'd prevented almost all of the ladies seeking the fame of carrying a hero's child from harassing the familia, or worse, their beloved goddess, and hero's family. However, despite her efforts, there were a few that had escaped her notice… One such woman, roughly the same age as Shurry managed to sneak past.
It was at one of the dance tryouts, and lessons the familia put on, and would frequently open up to the public specifically in the hopes of finding another familia member. The woman in question, her name is Aisha, an amazoness of the Ishtar familia.
"Alright ladies, that was an excellent showing, we'll let you know if our Lady Hathor has desired to bestow you with her wonderful blessing." The head dance instructor said, with a clap of her hands.
Hathor sat watching the dance practice today, with her four grandchildren cutely snuggled in on her lap, each munching away at the "lite" snack that'd been prepared for them.
"Grandma, what's it mean to give them your blessing?"
"Yeah, what does it mean for them? It doesn't change anything for us, you'll always be grandma."
"Pfft, it means the others will get a new sister. In a way that is."
"Oh! Oh! Like our mommies are doing?"
"Yep, just in a different sort of way."
"I want lots of brothers."
"And I want lots of sisters."
That was it, right then and there. She heard it, and like a trigger, her actions sparked to life. Aisha approached in super fast fashion, clearly displaying skill beyond an average person, instantly giving herself away.
"Don't come any closer, amazoness! You're in a familia, who's your patron?" Legi had burst out from the non-existent shadows, completely halting Aisha's advance.
"Huh? What? Where did you come from?"
Legi put a blade to the amazoness' neck, flaring a look of disgust in her eyes, pairing with the flickering of sun glare on the currently clean blade. "Answer." She stated in a cold voice.
"I just wanted to come for dance lessons."
"She's lying, Legi."
Legi moved the blade slightly to draw just the slightest amount of blood, a small trickle. "I know, mother Hathor. This woman can be trusted."
"Fine! I came here because I wanted to have his baby!" Aisha blurted out, with a resolute expression. "I'd heard the rumors about him offering his seed, and so I came. What woman wouldn't want to bear a hero's child? And more over, any amazoness, anywhere, would both kill, and die for the chance to have such a powerful child. WHY WOULDN'T I COME!"
"Damn that slut of a goddess." Legi cursed…
"Aphrodite sure did go overboard with that. Now we have the worst thing… Amazoness trying to force their way upon him, again." Hathor sighed, shaking her head. "What was your name?"
"Aisha, Lady Hathor."
"Aisha, you should consider yourself lucky that Legi caught you first. The things Shurry would have done to you…"
"Oh!? Like what?"
"Break you, and beat you senseless."
"Oh yes! As long as I can have his baby, I'll take it."
"NO!" Freki shouted, finally hitting her limit. "You can't have my daddy! You can't hurt him like that again!!!! I-I-I won't let you!!!"
Hearing the honest plea of his daughter, he was summoned, the room instantly pressurized under the sudden presence of such a fierce person. His glare was instant, powerful and piercing. His brow curvy with fury at the sight of an amazoness causing problems.
"So, another one of you is out to hurt not just me, but now my puppies too, give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart." Shurry's words were cold, cruel, and ruthless. Moreover, he was straight to the point.
"Papa! She wanted to have your puppies!" Freki said pointing at Aisha.
"She can't do that!" Geri pleaded. "That's only for our mommies!"
"That's right! Only Mommies can give us our brothers and sisters!!!"
"Only them!!! Only our mommies! If you insist, I'll fight you!" Skol added with a bit more bite in his bark.
"I'm a woman who wants a strong man. And you're the strongest, why wouldn't I want your seed in my field? Impregnant me right here, right now, I don't care if it's in front of everyone, I just want the strongest daughter ever. I can't deny my natural instincts to seek out the strongest of men."
Shurry's ears flicked, as he furry built. The thought of ripping her apart, both in the sexual, and non sexual manners, did indeed appeal to him. However, he would do neither. As the flickering of his ear drew attention to his earring.
"You… your earring, I knew you had one, but I didn't realize it was from Telskyura… Wait, maybe that's what she said a while ago? No, it doesn't matter, you lived in Telskyura for some time right? Then you should know exactly how difficult it is to live with urges like this. Our bodies crave it like there's no tomorrow."
"I was born there."
"You were born in the holy land!" Aisha struggled in her shock, then… "Then that's a promise earring…" She looked at the children, then back at Shurry. "Is your seed that strong it override's our own? Then that means I have the chance to birth a male! OH COME ONE NOW YOU HAVE TO!!!"
"Shut up, the one this earring binds me to, is dead. And I do not have an amazoness lover, some wounds simply can't be healed, even by the efforts of my magic." Shurry sighed, releasing his hold on the room. "You may leave here alive, and no, I have never once entertained the idea of giving my seed to anyone other than my wives."
"But, Lady Ishtar is planning something. She's ordered an odd stone."
"Huh?! Already attempting that? I see, thanks for telling us, we'll deal with it. Legi, go and rescue the damsel." Hathor ordered.
"What about this whore?"
"She can't do anything to anyone here, see, everyone is armed, ready to handle anything."
"Good, I won't be long." … A couple hours later Legi returned to Hathor familia with both, Ishtar, and the Renard in question. "That was a lot easier than I had anticipated. Seriously, they call that an A rank familia? We'd break the scale completely on a rating system like that."