Silver Moraine XVII

It was jealousy.

And some part of him could be cruel. Some part of him could be kind. He looked between the two of them and saw this for what it was. A pairing.

He knew not what they did or what they may do.

Nor could he decide what Avicus would make of this. She had allowed her own blood to have children within her ranks, but would such an honor be given out to Augur when the time came? Especially for children who might not be Avicus' own?

Hunt? Fight?

There was something somber in his voice and gaze now, as he settled his attention back on Augur.