07-31-2019, 04:11 PM
Aine. The black and red fox halted his patrol the split second he spotted three figures in the distance. Stubborn to wait until some sign of his daughter's return, the faerie had paced the invisible lines all night. His golden-hazel eyes glinted red, but brightened with alertness and focus.
As the lean vulpine quickly scaled the distance in between, his eyes narrowed on the trio's obvious leader. Even as a massive wolf, Gael knew his cousin, Raziel. The rusty spotted cat at his side must be Kian, since the other brother lurked among the Pitt, hidden under a false guise.
He only cared about Aine. The child seemed unhurt to him, displaying her usual restlessness in his cousin's care. Regardless, he threw the pirates a measured glare, suspicious. "Col ceathrar." The elegant fox refused anything short of politeness at the first words, inclining his head to Raziel specifically as he spoke. "Mo rí."
His paws dug into the sand, firmly, his shoulders rolling back loosely. He told Seamus he desired no family feuds and he meant it, but it became clear to him that his cousins would not simply hand his only living child back to him. For that he began taking carefully stock of every detail.
Beneath the sun with his dark, multi-colored coat, he'd began suffering beneath the heat. Worse, he felt tired, but the trio must've embarked immediately whenever they found Aine. Strange. They must not have told their crew then. He'd put himself on par with Kian then perhaps, but not Raziel. Never Raziel, who found an intelligent place to hold with the only resource his brother required to wreak havoc. But not with Aine between them.
Gael bit back a frustrated sneer. He suspected Raziel alone might return Aine without any issue. "Cad ba mhaith leat?" Despite his irritation, he spoke softly as a gentle breeze. He knew he lost this game of chess the second he rushed over; Raziel knew he'd do anything for Aine. But he'd do the same for Suvi...
As the lean vulpine quickly scaled the distance in between, his eyes narrowed on the trio's obvious leader. Even as a massive wolf, Gael knew his cousin, Raziel. The rusty spotted cat at his side must be Kian, since the other brother lurked among the Pitt, hidden under a false guise.
He only cared about Aine. The child seemed unhurt to him, displaying her usual restlessness in his cousin's care. Regardless, he threw the pirates a measured glare, suspicious. "Col ceathrar." The elegant fox refused anything short of politeness at the first words, inclining his head to Raziel specifically as he spoke. "Mo rí."
His paws dug into the sand, firmly, his shoulders rolling back loosely. He told Seamus he desired no family feuds and he meant it, but it became clear to him that his cousins would not simply hand his only living child back to him. For that he began taking carefully stock of every detail.
Beneath the sun with his dark, multi-colored coat, he'd began suffering beneath the heat. Worse, he felt tired, but the trio must've embarked immediately whenever they found Aine. Strange. They must not have told their crew then. He'd put himself on par with Kian then perhaps, but not Raziel. Never Raziel, who found an intelligent place to hold with the only resource his brother required to wreak havoc. But not with Aine between them.
Gael bit back a frustrated sneer. He suspected Raziel alone might return Aine without any issue. "Cad ba mhaith leat?" Despite his irritation, he spoke softly as a gentle breeze. He knew he lost this game of chess the second he rushed over; Raziel knew he'd do anything for Aine. But he'd do the same for Suvi...
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby
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