Ocean's Breath Plateau round robin

She was quiet while her superior spoke, ears twisted back to press against the svelte curve of her skull. Scimitar’s words took her by surprise, but only temporarily. She didn’t believe him to have ill intent in any facet of his life – his feelings towards the dark-furred pup likely came from the helplessness he experienced regarding the situation. After a beat of silence, she nodded.
 
“They are children. Their disappearance… there are so many possibilities, but it is always possible that their curiosity led them astray.” Her gaze swept upwards to settle upon Scimitar’s weary face. She meant no disrespect as her eyes met the sharp turquoise of his, only hoped to convey a sense of solidarity and reassurance to the troubled father.
 
“I cannot tell you how to feel, but I can assure you that you did nothing wrong by taking Lucy in. You were generous, kind, and noble in doing so.” Rannoch did not seem like the type of boy to run away from his home and family. October had her own ideas about the children getting lost, or being forcibly taken, but she kept those to herself.