will they tell your story? — story patrol

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Séamus was willing to bet he was the last one Kian wanted on this patrol.  Even behind Caesar, who most of their family disliked for his sour attitude.  Truly, the endfield cared little about the demon at all, only feeling apathy, but whenever an anger voice found itself directed at Keona, well, that's a different story.  Of course, Keona sat at the heart of the current reason he bet Kian didn't want him around.  Nonetheless, the vulpine had little else to do.  Raziel would kick him out too, asserting himself as the obviously more competent caretaker of the injured girl.  Whatever.

The pirate tossed his usual michevious grin at his twin anyway.  Honestly, he still felt tense around his brother, wary that maybe... Well maybe he had actually messed up.  Don't care. "I'll come with, [abbr=brother]deartháir[/abbr]." Though he couldn't promise any stories and saw no point regardless.  Kian would not give him candy.

"word of mouth there's a snake in the garden" —-- Séamus Ó Faolán