HELD IN YOUR HAND THE SMOKING GUN / birth + 1k posts

[hushsound.]

Ever since Hushsound had first arrived on the border of the Typhoon, Goldenluxury Roux had been someone that he had looked up to with admiration and respect. As days had turned to weeks, and weeks had turned to months, Hush had become a trusted confidant for Goldie, coming to see the female not only as his beloved leader, but also like a sister. They were naturally close, the two of them having similar goals and worries, and working together well. That was why, when Goldie's call split through the air from inside her home, Hush didn't hesitate for a second before he was up on his paws, his still weak legs shoving his slim body up from where he had been resting in the sand. He still wasn't back at 100% just yet, but he wasn't about to let anything stop him from seeing Goldie and the children who would be like family to him. His legs hissed in protest as he moved across the sand quickly, eventually arriving to the front of Goldie's hut and slipping silently inside. He could see and hear many all around, but for the most part he just shut them all out, maneuvering his fluffy form past everyone to Goldie's unoccupied side.

He knew from the moment that he saw Goldie's face that something was wrong. She looked crushed, and the sobs that wracked her already weakened body made him wince. He said softly to Goldie as he sat, gently touching his nose to his sister's ear, "I am sorry, Goldie... I shall pray for Hylia to watch over her." A heavy sigh left the wolf, before he heard a cold, unfamiliar voice speak up. His gaze flicking upward, the hero stared at Aphra for a long moment before his gaze narrowed, rage running through him. It seemed as though he was not the only furious soul present, considering how Marina moved forward and lashed out. Ears pinning down flat against his skull, the canine barked firmly, his voice scratchy, "No fighting. If you wish to act like children, do so outside, away from a grieving mother and her children. And you–" He stared straight at Aphra, his tail twitching with barely restrained anger behind him, "It has already been stated, but I suggest you leave. Or your life will be filled with very unfortunate circumstances very soon."

Turning his gaze back towards Goldie, Hushsound rose his paws to sign at her, not wanting his voice to interrupt the blessed and brief silence, "Do you wish for me to have anyone else leave? I can leave as well. You deserve some alone time with your children." He doubted she would want Marina or Sam to leave, but he could definitely deal with others, if needed.

[glow=black,2,300]FOR YOU HAVE A DEMON TO SLAY[/glow]