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Go without? Go without? The druid refused. "Absolutely not," she argued against the wind, stubborn to keep trying until she got him to safety. Saintkit was in her care. She wasn't going to leave him in the snow. Never.
She could try rigging them shelter, manipulate the earth... Something... Her mind raced, even as a shadow fell over. Hazel hues blinked, then sharpened in focus and recognition. Jack. Dieu merci. He had the strength and size to carry them both Even if being lifted brought a new fear to the petite deer-fox, it was better than lingering in the snow.
Her breath is shaky in relief, nudging Saintkit further into the temple, offering her body as support, as she spoke. "Th-that's Jack. He's our Imperator. I- I don't think the cold bothers him much."
"Merci... Jack, Kold, ple-please be careful," she called back out, conscious of how both kept their eyes beyond. Watching. Waiting to help anyone else. They could handle themselves, of course but... She didn't want to lose either of them to a storm.
Her eyes lingered on her father too. Antsy. He shouldn't stay in the cold long either... Her teeth caught the inside of her cheek. He wouldn't come in until he was sure about everyone else. She knew that. "Co-come on Saintkit, it'll be warmer inside."
[/td][/tr][/table]She could try rigging them shelter, manipulate the earth... Something... Her mind raced, even as a shadow fell over. Hazel hues blinked, then sharpened in focus and recognition. Jack. Dieu merci. He had the strength and size to carry them both Even if being lifted brought a new fear to the petite deer-fox, it was better than lingering in the snow.
Her breath is shaky in relief, nudging Saintkit further into the temple, offering her body as support, as she spoke. "Th-that's Jack. He's our Imperator. I- I don't think the cold bothers him much."
"Merci... Jack, Kold, ple-please be careful," she called back out, conscious of how both kept their eyes beyond. Watching. Waiting to help anyone else. They could handle themselves, of course but... She didn't want to lose either of them to a storm.
Her eyes lingered on her father too. Antsy. He shouldn't stay in the cold long either... Her teeth caught the inside of her cheek. He wouldn't come in until he was sure about everyone else. She knew that. "Co-come on Saintkit, it'll be warmer inside."
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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