Why are there so many of them!?

Hotate fought back against Unagi which may have been expected of an energetic hot headed little guy. As threatening as he felt, he could do little harm and maybe he knew that. The girl was a stranger but she wouldn't be for long. Maybe one day Tate would get a lesson on how to behave himself, manners and all that. Laughable, if he'd even put them to use. He did manage to her his mother who asked if he wanted to play with Unagi, clearly the girl tackling him and he replied in a bit of an annoyed, whiny voice, "Not if she's goin ta be mean!" Very mature.

In the commotion he focused in on his sisters who were playing with the other pups in water and of course in his wired and overstimulated brain it was hard to read the 'room' right. That didn't matter however. He saw Delphie splashing back at some punk who seemed to be picking on her just like this girl was picking on him. He'd manage to get free if only for the moment, Unagi was surely to be quick behind him and probably ready for more. But his new target, Tamago. He wouldn't go barreling on top of him or anything, but went to clumsily bump the other pup with his chest. Puffed and proud maybe, very defensive, careless to the splashes of the puddle. Silly to the adults maybe. It was his sister and he was the big brother after all. He'd learn in time to accept the others maybe sooner than one would think. As much as he couldn't admit right now, this was much more fun than he had ever had before. His face wouldn't show as much.