Sleepy Fox Hollow Catacombs and water mains.

There was a dark promise in Etienne's eyes were the pale boy to attack him. Eti was not fooliah enough to strike first or possibly even second, but he'd fight back were it to come to pass.

Lanky legs tightened and brown downy head lifted. And he stared right back. Wondering if Anselm was truly intent to kill him today.

He only said one thing. Joli figi, kè lèd

Then he stood and waited for the pounce. Rage simmering in the gilden of his eyes and also deep deep sadness, or perhaps pity that Anselm couldn't see past his own front paws to anything in front of him. So angry.