12-07-2019, 05:00 PM
Kydobi reigned a jaguar worthy of respect to the vulpine. Different than many of his fellow Pittians but none the less brave and strong, Gael would feel remiss to let his passing go without proper respects. Had nobody else taken the mantle, he had planned on burying the Marauder himself. At least now it seemed, he would be doing it together, with Bai Shi.
The 'traitor' suffered more in this passing than him, who had said his goodbyes to his fair share of comrades in arms. Kydobi now stood among them -- soldiers he fought beside and lost to death in one way or another. Following the long passage of time, the faerie grew almost numb to the sensation of these farewells.
Rather than grief, he felt the need to offer respect. In consequence, the vulpine joined the jaguar. Silently, he bowed his head in acknowledgement to the other, then took a quiet seat. God knows how many vigils he had held before, but Kydobi deserved no less.
The 'traitor' suffered more in this passing than him, who had said his goodbyes to his fair share of comrades in arms. Kydobi now stood among them -- soldiers he fought beside and lost to death in one way or another. Following the long passage of time, the faerie grew almost numb to the sensation of these farewells.
Rather than grief, he felt the need to offer respect. In consequence, the vulpine joined the jaguar. Silently, he bowed his head in acknowledgement to the other, then took a quiet seat. God knows how many vigils he had held before, but Kydobi deserved no less.
"ISN'T IT LOVELY?" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / pittian / lamby