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That his gesture was not welcome did little to keep the elder away. He remained where he was for a moment, gaze trailing after his daughter and then shifting to assess the rest of them, but it wasn’t long before he was following after her; no matter if it was a show of teeth that greeted him, Kove would continue towards the young mother. He stopped a short ways off from her, the others still between him and her, and watched as the events unfolded—

A show of teeth, an attack, a female down beneath the grey male. Kove’s body stiffened but he did not intervene, merely took a few retreating steps so as to avoid them. Meanwhile, his gaze drifted back to his granddaughter and her mother, expression softening. He could not give chase to the assailant, not in his current state, so he supported the young soul in the only way that he physically could: by simply being there, no matter the outcome.