05-18-2019, 04:02 PM
An interesting turn of events. The fox's eyes snapped from the sky to 'Embry', narrowing in thought as the Irish accent and Gaelic words floated in the air. An almost surprised snort left the vulpine. The light colored fox in front of him was none other than Séamus Ó Faoláin. Tricky cousin of mine. What, he wondered as he regarded the other Fae, made Séamus go by 'Embry'?
"Cén fáth an dallamullóg?" Gael spoke straight to the point, ear flicking. No use in idle chat; he wanted to know what game the other was playing. There was always something with Séamus. "An bhfuil tú i dtrioblóid?" A good reason to pretend to be someone else. Was it the sort of reason his cousin would find? "An bhfuil rud éigin á phleanáil agat? An namhaid thú?"
Yes that makes sense. Gael chuckled wryly, shaking his head. "Fuaimeanna cosúil leatsa." The Pitt had enemies, or so he had heard. Things had been quiet thus far. Honestly, the cross fox cared little regardless. He did have Aine to keep safe though. "Ar chóir dom a bheith buartha?"
What an interesting predicament to possess this information. Yet making an enemy of his cousin bore ill -- the mischievous prince certainly had an advantage of information; he had been in these lands longer. Worse, he had been among the Pitt longer.
I need to know what he's after.
"Cén fáth an dallamullóg?" Gael spoke straight to the point, ear flicking. No use in idle chat; he wanted to know what game the other was playing. There was always something with Séamus. "An bhfuil tú i dtrioblóid?" A good reason to pretend to be someone else. Was it the sort of reason his cousin would find? "An bhfuil rud éigin á phleanáil agat? An namhaid thú?"
Yes that makes sense. Gael chuckled wryly, shaking his head. "Fuaimeanna cosúil leatsa." The Pitt had enemies, or so he had heard. Things had been quiet thus far. Honestly, the cross fox cared little regardless. He did have Aine to keep safe though. "Ar chóir dom a bheith buartha?"
What an interesting predicament to possess this information. Yet making an enemy of his cousin bore ill -- the mischievous prince certainly had an advantage of information; he had been in these lands longer. Worse, he had been among the Pitt longer.
I need to know what he's after.
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / the pitt / lamby
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