07-06-2020, 03:42 AM
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"You take it a few steps farther than necessary, Raziel," he chuffed. In the end, no amount of ridicule would convince the wolf otherwise and the vulpine knew it.
While he noticed Silent, he acknowledged the creature in a simple flick of his ear -- hopefully he knew Raziel wasn't food. Their differences may be irritating, but Gael had no desire to see his cousin dead. Especially with Aine so fond of him.
"If that's all Raziel maybe you sho-" Did his entire family wish to madden him on this day? At this rate, his younger brother may as well rise from the grave and surprise him with a visit -- the sneak would do it.
He nodded, another sigh building in his chest, "a tree fell during the tremors. I've set the bone and splinted it. Of course, she's not helping by all this moving about." The final words, he angled towards the child with a frown.
"Your uncail brought herbs, Lottie. We'll sort them into the storage when we return to camp." His eyes narrowed on the 'pirate', "you should probably head home, yourself, Raziel."
♛ GAEL Ó BROIN
Gael shook his head idly as the wolf spoke, the words -- and consequent exasperation -- familiar. His ear twitched in irritation, a sigh finally escaping his maw."You take it a few steps farther than necessary, Raziel," he chuffed. In the end, no amount of ridicule would convince the wolf otherwise and the vulpine knew it.
While he noticed Silent, he acknowledged the creature in a simple flick of his ear -- hopefully he knew Raziel wasn't food. Their differences may be irritating, but Gael had no desire to see his cousin dead. Especially with Aine so fond of him.
"If that's all Raziel maybe you sho-" Did his entire family wish to madden him on this day? At this rate, his younger brother may as well rise from the grave and surprise him with a visit -- the sneak would do it.
He nodded, another sigh building in his chest, "a tree fell during the tremors. I've set the bone and splinted it. Of course, she's not helping by all this moving about." The final words, he angled towards the child with a frown.
"Your uncail brought herbs, Lottie. We'll sort them into the storage when we return to camp." His eyes narrowed on the 'pirate', "you should probably head home, yourself, Raziel."
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / vicar / lamby