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She made a beeline for her father regardless, frowning as she heard Caesar's arrogant and ever-rude voice. It was Pittians like him that kept them down; kept the targets on their backs. He just didn't see it. She didn't know why. If he was so worried about the Pitt, he should show that loyalty by being concerned about what would happen if they pushed everyone's boundaries again. It made her head spin.
Consequently, she couldn't help but snort quietly, hearing Roan talk back to the lemon connard. Even visitors from outside the Pitt knew he was a jerk with a superiority complex. Oh, so what if he thought this or that? He was just a loudmouth. "… No one cares," she muttered through grit teeth.
Her hazel hues flashed towards Roan then, curious. He couldn't be with his family? That sounded sad… But, it sounded like Gael, which meant her by extension, were family too... Cousins. She shuffled her paws, teeth nipping at the inside of her cheek.
"'m...'m Aine." She offered a shy smile, still standing - almost hiding behind - by her father. Roan seemed nice enough. And he wasn't taking any of Caesar's nonsense without a fight. "Its nice-nice to meet you. Which... Um which... Cousin is your da?"
Raziel and Kian had both been nice to her. Mostly. The situation at the time she'd met them... Hadn't been good. Her father had mentioned Séamus, but she had yet to meet him in person. Or rather, she had, without knowing it at the time, even counting him among friends, as the fox known as Embry.
Of the two she knew... He looked most like Kian, being a cat and not a big wolf. Maybe it was him then. But Uncle Raziel's daughter was a fox... Suddenly, her tiny family seemed so much larger and complicated. How much didn't she know?
I'll come back when you call me
More salt in the air. The taste of the sea. The petite vixen slowly approached. As close as the scent came from... It didn't make sense to be someone she knew. They wouldn't just walk in. Well. Maybe. She made a beeline for her father regardless, frowning as she heard Caesar's arrogant and ever-rude voice. It was Pittians like him that kept them down; kept the targets on their backs. He just didn't see it. She didn't know why. If he was so worried about the Pitt, he should show that loyalty by being concerned about what would happen if they pushed everyone's boundaries again. It made her head spin.
Consequently, she couldn't help but snort quietly, hearing Roan talk back to the lemon connard. Even visitors from outside the Pitt knew he was a jerk with a superiority complex. Oh, so what if he thought this or that? He was just a loudmouth. "… No one cares," she muttered through grit teeth.
Her hazel hues flashed towards Roan then, curious. He couldn't be with his family? That sounded sad… But, it sounded like Gael, which meant her by extension, were family too... Cousins. She shuffled her paws, teeth nipping at the inside of her cheek.
"'m...'m Aine." She offered a shy smile, still standing - almost hiding behind - by her father. Roan seemed nice enough. And he wasn't taking any of Caesar's nonsense without a fight. "Its nice-nice to meet you. Which... Um which... Cousin is your da?"
Raziel and Kian had both been nice to her. Mostly. The situation at the time she'd met them... Hadn't been good. Her father had mentioned Séamus, but she had yet to meet him in person. Or rather, she had, without knowing it at the time, even counting him among friends, as the fox known as Embry.
Of the two she knew... He looked most like Kian, being a cat and not a big wolf. Maybe it was him then. But Uncle Raziel's daughter was a fox... Suddenly, her tiny family seemed so much larger and complicated. How much didn't she know?
— aine | the pitt | commodore of the crows | fae druid —
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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