10-11-2019, 11:54 PM
Dark paws and hazel eyes approached next. Impassively, the vulpine regarded the crowd and assessed the situation. A so-called 'scout' apprehended by Argus? The faerie only creased his brows briefly in thought, tilting his head as Redvox made his protests.
Gael once found himself with the opportunity to harm a child. His own niece, captured by Jervis himself, had become open game as a prisoner. Furious with the endangerment of his daughter, the vulpine nearly snapped entirely, deciding to 'make an example' out of her. Yet he had hesitated, and in the escalation of events following, 'Embry' may have harmed the girl but only enough to frighten her.
He doubted someone would have to step in for Argus. The dragon seemed to care little or not the boy was simply a boy. From what he could see of the small feline, he made a silent guess to put him a little over Aine's physical age. An unfortunately easy time to grow traumatized by the right series of events.
In conclusion, Gael decided the boy should not have been scouting for his band of pirates. He had not taken precaution enough to evade capture in a time of high tensions and war. The naivety of youth.
"Vox," he states simply, blankly. "While normally I agree with your sentiments, a scout is fair game. Do you want spies in our midst?" How ironic, to warn of spies, when he knew of one by name. Gael hardly wanted Vox to remain naive however; this was how many of the Pitt operated. This is where their reputation came from. Pitt's reputation or not... The world doesn't care about the children. Or else his son would not have died in cold-blooded murder.
He harbored little doubts of the tides turning on the Pitt for it one day soon, but then, there was a reason the faerie possessed the bare minimum of loyalty for the group. The only thing that mattered to him here was Aine. If the members of this group were strong, they could offer a protected sanctuary for her. Should things turn, going too far south, he'd move on.
Gael once found himself with the opportunity to harm a child. His own niece, captured by Jervis himself, had become open game as a prisoner. Furious with the endangerment of his daughter, the vulpine nearly snapped entirely, deciding to 'make an example' out of her. Yet he had hesitated, and in the escalation of events following, 'Embry' may have harmed the girl but only enough to frighten her.
He doubted someone would have to step in for Argus. The dragon seemed to care little or not the boy was simply a boy. From what he could see of the small feline, he made a silent guess to put him a little over Aine's physical age. An unfortunately easy time to grow traumatized by the right series of events.
In conclusion, Gael decided the boy should not have been scouting for his band of pirates. He had not taken precaution enough to evade capture in a time of high tensions and war. The naivety of youth.
"Vox," he states simply, blankly. "While normally I agree with your sentiments, a scout is fair game. Do you want spies in our midst?" How ironic, to warn of spies, when he knew of one by name. Gael hardly wanted Vox to remain naive however; this was how many of the Pitt operated. This is where their reputation came from. Pitt's reputation or not... The world doesn't care about the children. Or else his son would not have died in cold-blooded murder.
He harbored little doubts of the tides turning on the Pitt for it one day soon, but then, there was a reason the faerie possessed the bare minimum of loyalty for the group. The only thing that mattered to him here was Aine. If the members of this group were strong, they could offer a protected sanctuary for her. Should things turn, going too far south, he'd move on.
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby