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Cold. The only feeling aside from wrath the druid had left to give. For Jormungand. Entirely cold. Ice in her hazel hues. He deserved what he got. He deserved worse. He put everyone she cared about in danger. He put the lives of not two, but three groups, in jeopardy.
He deserved no loyalty. No protection. Not from her. Not from her father. Not from any true Pittian. They protected their own... Not endangered them. Why should they give him anything when he lacked consideration for them?
The fleshweaver trotted over silently, wings folded close to her sides. Cold. Wary of the fire-wielding lioness... Though something... Looked different about her. Still. The flicker of flames made her mind buzz uncomfortably, lungs tight.
The deer-fox shouldered past Dante for once. Into a stance of some authority. If he wanted to be an ass, well. Fine. But he had no command here. And he was being stupid regardless. Nearly made her roll her eyes.
It was blatantly obvious what Elsweyr was here for. Returning Jormungand. And it seemed Sweeny and Atticus were with her. She flicked her ear. More relieved to see the other two than anyone else.
"Sweeny. Are- are you okay?" The other vixen would have first priority to the healer, though she looked well to her. Sweeny deserved it more. After what the Coalition did, then having to deal with both Dante and Jormungand's actions. None of it was fair.
[/td][/tr][/table]He deserved no loyalty. No protection. Not from her. Not from her father. Not from any true Pittian. They protected their own... Not endangered them. Why should they give him anything when he lacked consideration for them?
The fleshweaver trotted over silently, wings folded close to her sides. Cold. Wary of the fire-wielding lioness... Though something... Looked different about her. Still. The flicker of flames made her mind buzz uncomfortably, lungs tight.
The deer-fox shouldered past Dante for once. Into a stance of some authority. If he wanted to be an ass, well. Fine. But he had no command here. And he was being stupid regardless. Nearly made her roll her eyes.
It was blatantly obvious what Elsweyr was here for. Returning Jormungand. And it seemed Sweeny and Atticus were with her. She flicked her ear. More relieved to see the other two than anyone else.
"Sweeny. Are- are you okay?" The other vixen would have first priority to the healer, though she looked well to her. Sweeny deserved it more. After what the Coalition did, then having to deal with both Dante and Jormungand's actions. None of it was fair.
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AINE CHARLOTTE NÍ BROIN - THE PITT - 10 MOONS - RED DEER-FOX
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