07-30-2019, 01:02 AM
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KIAN Ó FAOLÁIN — sing me a symphony, one for the lost and in-between
The Irishman blinked, pleasantly surprised to find the child fluent in Gaelic of all languages. He let out a bewildered chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. As Raziel thought, she just wanted to go home. Kian felt his heart clench. He could hardly say no to that. "Hey, its alright kid. We'll get you home."
"Gael?" And she's a little fox with a tongue for Gaelic. He nearly choked on his words, raising his brow briefly at his brother. "Ó Broin?" Cad é an ifreann? Kian grit his teeth, recalling vividly old family gatherings from centuries past. Cousins but more like brothers and good friends, he missed Gael and the fox's family.
Gael's with the Pitt? Of all places, why there? What had drawn the fox out of their homeland and into the Pitt? Did he know where his family stood? Cad é an ifreann? What game did his cousin think he was playing if he did know? He's just like Seamus sometimes.
Kian glanced at Raziel, gluing together the missing pieces. He recalled, vaguely, the news of his cousin's children. An older son and younger daughter. A loving wife. He'd bet money Aine knew some French along with her English and Gaelic. His spotted tail lashed once behind him. He brought his daughter to the Pitt.
No, that's good though... Gael still cares about his family more than anything. Maybe... "Well, Aine. It so happens your da is our cousin," he announced matter-of-factly.
"We'd be more than happy to bring ya back to him." Except, Kian had a mind to bargain. He doubted his brother would approve, but he knew Gael, like them, would do anything for his children. Trading Aine for Suvi would be more than fair, given how long she'd been a captive of the Pitt.
"Would ya like to wait for mornin' or go now?" While he spoke facing towards Aine, he meant the inquiry for both. Together, he supposed they could hide her somewhere but he hardly wanted to get into trouble with Goldie by getting caught hiding a little Pittian behind her back. Going in the middle of the night is still going behind her back but at least we wouldn't be hiding her under our roof.
Kian respected his young captain all and well, but this was a family matter now. They could take care of it themselves.
The Irishman blinked, pleasantly surprised to find the child fluent in Gaelic of all languages. He let out a bewildered chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. As Raziel thought, she just wanted to go home. Kian felt his heart clench. He could hardly say no to that. "Hey, its alright kid. We'll get you home."
"Gael?" And she's a little fox with a tongue for Gaelic. He nearly choked on his words, raising his brow briefly at his brother. "Ó Broin?" Cad é an ifreann? Kian grit his teeth, recalling vividly old family gatherings from centuries past. Cousins but more like brothers and good friends, he missed Gael and the fox's family.
Gael's with the Pitt? Of all places, why there? What had drawn the fox out of their homeland and into the Pitt? Did he know where his family stood? Cad é an ifreann? What game did his cousin think he was playing if he did know? He's just like Seamus sometimes.
Kian glanced at Raziel, gluing together the missing pieces. He recalled, vaguely, the news of his cousin's children. An older son and younger daughter. A loving wife. He'd bet money Aine knew some French along with her English and Gaelic. His spotted tail lashed once behind him. He brought his daughter to the Pitt.
No, that's good though... Gael still cares about his family more than anything. Maybe... "Well, Aine. It so happens your da is our cousin," he announced matter-of-factly.
"We'd be more than happy to bring ya back to him." Except, Kian had a mind to bargain. He doubted his brother would approve, but he knew Gael, like them, would do anything for his children. Trading Aine for Suvi would be more than fair, given how long she'd been a captive of the Pitt.
"Would ya like to wait for mornin' or go now?" While he spoke facing towards Aine, he meant the inquiry for both. Together, he supposed they could hide her somewhere but he hardly wanted to get into trouble with Goldie by getting caught hiding a little Pittian behind her back. Going in the middle of the night is still going behind her back but at least we wouldn't be hiding her under our roof.
Kian respected his young captain all and well, but this was a family matter now. They could take care of it themselves.