SAVE YOURSELF --- herb lesson / patrol

[gael]

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Hold on Aine...  Grit teeth and narrowed eyes.  Dark paws trot quietly, a child's shadow.  A pair of sharp, hazel eyes flashed between the child and Scotsman.  An expedition -- he failed to see any safety in allowing Aine's part.  She seems earnest enough.  A child's eagerness and strength to hold to a promise may fluctuate -- as ever changing as the colors of a chameleon.

Worse, he preferred not to allow Aine too close to Embry.  Already she seemed too fond of him.  He'll stab you in the back, child. A lesson learned.  And will I let him?  Gael knew full well the possible repercussions of keeping the other fox's secret.  Yet he felt inclined to play this game of chess.  He felt inclined to win.  A friend in someone like his dear cousin meant safety for his daughter.

The lithe vulpine took a seat, regarding his ever-excited child with a rare smile.  "I see no problem with this, so long as you stay where Embry and myself can see you, a leanbh."  Gael supposed a further gain to letting his cousin play spy meant they had a healer among them, which, more importantly, meant Aine possessed a teacher.

She needed to learn.

"Perhaps we should find something to make carrying the herbs back easier.  A basket, perhaps." Especially if Aine felt determined to do so herself.  We ought to try keeping her busy as long as possible after all.  "Then be on our way." Best to leave soon too -- if they were to be productive.

"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby

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