so jump and i'm jumping - the golden eye

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♛ | GAEL Ó BROIN

The news of the initial event came to him through Aine -- the medic in question, who had been furious about the situation as a whole.  The vulpine felt no surprise there, nor the of the fury of a number of other Pittians.  Although he understood dealing with trespassers, he did not feel it as a valid excuse to hurt a child.

To make matters worse, the Ardent did not know where the cub had came from.  They had no name or location to return him to.  Consequently, the vulpine remained close to the borders the next day, relieved to see a group coming to claim him.  While it certainly came as an aggressive demand at first, Gael hardly expected anything else.

As the faerie approached, his gaze narrowed on Dante and his smart-ass remark.  Swiftly, Gael would attempt to thin the air around the hybrid in warning. "And you are out of line, Northwest."

Straightforward, the vulpine inclined his head towards Arlo. "I am Gael." He spoke coolly, despite the fury towards Dante.  "I was not present when he came to camp with the child, but I heard my daughter and the others took to his aid swiftly." For the best too, in his opinion.

"Personally, I don't believe there is any excuse for harming a child, but Northwest has repeatedly shown little care for the consequences of his actions."

It was his second offense in fact -- after the situation with Elsweyr.  In that light, the Ardent felt little remorse of the idea of exile.  The hybrid had not directly broken a rule this time however, simply took 'defending territory' too far.  Of course, he had no patience left and he did not offer third chances.

His ear twitched, head shaking in disapproval.  "I have heard the boy's injuries were minor.  My daughter should be here with him soon." No doubt the cub wanted to go home.

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