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That was her father. Not Silent. Though she knew. She knew. Her father was nothing if not forthright with her. She knew. Yet hearing the call still made her pause.
Her father was Ardent now. Her father. Ardent.
What did that mean for the Pitt? Her ears flicked, the petite deer-fox trotting up to the assembly. Her father wasn't exactly as brute or cruel as... Well. Silent. There was no harsh display of sudden strength of force. Just simple words. Just. A push for carrying on. Though she realized, with his sense of order, that it made sense. He was not the kind for drama or flair. No sugar coating.
Aine breathed out softly. She knew. He might be even more busy now. He certainly carried more responsibility now... And maybe even a target now... If their enemies turned their eyes on them again. Her chest sank. No one was going to burn her father at the stake. No one.
Her hazel hues sharpened, gleaming with fierce stubbornness and pride.
Her father was Ardent.
[/td][/tr][/table]Her father was Ardent now. Her father. Ardent.
What did that mean for the Pitt? Her ears flicked, the petite deer-fox trotting up to the assembly. Her father wasn't exactly as brute or cruel as... Well. Silent. There was no harsh display of sudden strength of force. Just simple words. Just. A push for carrying on. Though she realized, with his sense of order, that it made sense. He was not the kind for drama or flair. No sugar coating.
Aine breathed out softly. She knew. He might be even more busy now. He certainly carried more responsibility now... And maybe even a target now... If their enemies turned their eyes on them again. Her chest sank. No one was going to burn her father at the stake. No one.
Her hazel hues sharpened, gleaming with fierce stubbornness and pride.
Her father was Ardent.
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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