The massive faerie disliked this greatly. Morally, he disagreed, but as a father, he saw the logic. You live among pirates but you still don't think like one. Hardly a bad thing, in his opinion, until matters of gray morality decided to rear their ugly heads. He doubted either of his younger brothers would face the amount of hesitation yanking against his heart and soul.
He wanted his daughter back. Raziel took care to practice patience, even when it seemed strange to others. Living as long as he did, the dire wolf often saw little reason for haste. Time gave time to think, strategize, and act with measured care if action -- should action be required. "Cuimhnigh ar an bplean," he advised quietly.
He'd seen his younger brother act impulsively enough before. Fortunately, he trusted Kian to keep his cool in this sort of situation for it clearly called for caution and patience. Unfortunately, he did not have such faith in their little companion, Aine. She had a habit of wandering off track. Luckily he kept her job simple; stay by his side, even if her father showed up.
Neither Raziel nor Kian had any intention to harm the child. She was blood, albeit somewhat distantly, and a child moreover.
If the Pittians decided to act rashly and attack the two, he would not retaliate. He suspected Kian might, and he knew his younger brother looked like an easier target, but he would not envy the fool his brother might end up drowning for such. Consequently, he kept them close to the river that snaked through the Pitt's desert, offering Kian some dangerous ammo (he'd heard the water to be terribly unsafe).
He imagined the three of them an interesting sight. A massive dire wolf, a tiny wild cat with matching sea-green eyes, and the little fox. The latter of which Raziel had to throw a paw in front of every few seconds to keep her from chasing a random insect. Ideally, they would meet her father on the border, someone Raziel felt confident in reasoning with.
Jervis was a proud tyrant -- the faerie king doubted he'd simply hand Suvi over for Aine without issue. If he was smart, however, he ought to come to the conclusion denying such a trade would cost him both a child among the Pitt and her father. Gael's still like us in that sense.
Now the waiting game began.
// [member=4817]aine.[/member] [member=267]Kian.[/member] [member=4836]gael[/member]
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He wanted his daughter back. Raziel took care to practice patience, even when it seemed strange to others. Living as long as he did, the dire wolf often saw little reason for haste. Time gave time to think, strategize, and act with measured care if action -- should action be required. "Cuimhnigh ar an bplean," he advised quietly.
He'd seen his younger brother act impulsively enough before. Fortunately, he trusted Kian to keep his cool in this sort of situation for it clearly called for caution and patience. Unfortunately, he did not have such faith in their little companion, Aine. She had a habit of wandering off track. Luckily he kept her job simple; stay by his side, even if her father showed up.
Neither Raziel nor Kian had any intention to harm the child. She was blood, albeit somewhat distantly, and a child moreover.
If the Pittians decided to act rashly and attack the two, he would not retaliate. He suspected Kian might, and he knew his younger brother looked like an easier target, but he would not envy the fool his brother might end up drowning for such. Consequently, he kept them close to the river that snaked through the Pitt's desert, offering Kian some dangerous ammo (he'd heard the water to be terribly unsafe).
He imagined the three of them an interesting sight. A massive dire wolf, a tiny wild cat with matching sea-green eyes, and the little fox. The latter of which Raziel had to throw a paw in front of every few seconds to keep her from chasing a random insect. Ideally, they would meet her father on the border, someone Raziel felt confident in reasoning with.
Jervis was a proud tyrant -- the faerie king doubted he'd simply hand Suvi over for Aine without issue. If he was smart, however, he ought to come to the conclusion denying such a trade would cost him both a child among the Pitt and her father. Gael's still like us in that sense.
Now the waiting game began.
// [member=4817]aine.[/member] [member=267]Kian.[/member] [member=4836]gael[/member]
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[color=#2d2766]｢ DID YOU SEE THE SPARKS FILLED WITH HOPE ｣
[color=#2d4062]you are not alone, 'Cause someone's out there, sending out flares
[div style="font-size:6.9pt;line-height:1.2;font-family:arial;letter-spacing:.1px;margin-top:-3px;margin-bottom:5px;"][color=#2e595e]RAZIEL Ó FAOLÁIN | THE TYPHOON | CREWMATE | FAERIE KING | #FAESQUAD | PENNED BY OMBRE