I don't belong to anyone / Rogue attack

[gael]

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♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN

The sight of a wolf is unfamiliar, but the vulpine recognizes her swiftly enough -- just as before.  The ability to do so had begun to feel more and more valuable.  The thoughts regarding another change were swiftly dismissed however, at the scent and sight of blood.

The Ardent moved quickly to join Kold at the temple, hazel gaze analyzing the injuries on instinct -- he had been the one to instruct Aine on her initial medical studies after all.  The cuts were deep; they would need to utilize whatever marigold or horsetail they still possessed to ensure they did not grow infected.

"How many?" Gael inquired in the meantime, trusting his daughter could assess damage while he assessed the situation -- it sounded like Kold took care of it, but they should be cautious for any further attacks.  "Were they alone?" 

BUT I PROMISE YOU I'LL KEEP YOU SAFE ♛  gael ó broin / faerie / ardent