06-23-2020, 06:26 PM
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The earthy scent of herbs catches him off guard -- Raziel had always been too altruistic. Gael finds himself blinking, narrowed gaze shifting between the wolf and basket. The extra supplies would come as a pleasant surprise for Aine no doubt. A welcome addition to the storage he had tasked her with maintaining.
His ear flicked, a tired sigh building in his throat. His cousin never thought twice -- simply gave.
"[abbr=my king]Mo rí,[/abbr]" the Vicar never thought twice, head inclining ever slightly. Gael knew his cousin did not enjoy the title, especially between kin. "[abbr=You worry too much]Bíonn imní ort an iomarca[/abbr]."
"If you're here, I assume everyone is well?"
♛ GAEL Ó BROIN
Displeasure is quick to glint in the vulpine's hazel eyes when he notices a dire wolf on the border -- the gray pelt and smell of salt all too familiar. Gael furrows his brow sharply, frown in place as the Vicar trots forward, his daily patrol taking a turn he did not approve of. If he sought a family reunion between his cousins he'd arrange it himself.The earthy scent of herbs catches him off guard -- Raziel had always been too altruistic. Gael finds himself blinking, narrowed gaze shifting between the wolf and basket. The extra supplies would come as a pleasant surprise for Aine no doubt. A welcome addition to the storage he had tasked her with maintaining.
His ear flicked, a tired sigh building in his throat. His cousin never thought twice -- simply gave.
"[abbr=my king]Mo rí,[/abbr]" the Vicar never thought twice, head inclining ever slightly. Gael knew his cousin did not enjoy the title, especially between kin. "[abbr=You worry too much]Bíonn imní ort an iomarca[/abbr]."
"If you're here, I assume everyone is well?"
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / vicar / lamby