OPEN — there was a cat that really was gone

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

It appeared as though the relative peace the vulpine had begun to enjoy finding on the border may be shattering for the day.  Glinting in the sun, golden eyes narrowed in thought -- this seemed to be a delicate situation.

The faerie released a huff of breath as he approached the scene; a neutral, almost cold, expression on his face.  "Enough.  Everyone needs to take a step back, now." 

It was right to defend Atticus as a clanmate, however Gael did not want to see further instigation; especially by the older members of the Pitt.  This appeared to be the exact situation he wanted to avoid with their newcomers from other groups.  At least in this particular case, it was only a child acting out in their hurt and betrayal, rather than an adult.

Regardless, Gael hardly appreciated the event.

Softening his tone, the Vicar directed his attention to the brothers, "now what's happening here?"

"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / vicar / lamby