Sun Mote Copse Baby Daddy

Though she curled her lip at his scowl and mumbles, Giana was focused wholly on the borders, stormy eyes searching for Eshamun's slim form. Chuffing happily as she finally did appear, Giana stepped forward to meet her with a lowered head, muzzle aimed to nuzzle at the little flames neck. Her name fell in a whisper from Gia, almost dazed, before the Angleo explained the stranger here at the borders. 

                        "Eshamun.... This is Hadraniel, the father of my children. He wished to speak with you about the Copse."

Turning awkwardly to stand at the side of the Ekar-Aji, gaze lingering on the leader before falling again to the Abernathy. A rare, however small, smile was spread on her snowy maw.