Noctisardor Bypass [m] luke 10:19

Seeing as this is marked AW... >:) Cameo unless he is stopped.

Gideon pranced through the tall grass toward the abandoned garden where Anselm whiled away so many of his hours. In his muzzle, he carried several wildflowers. Most of them were weeds that served little purpose but to look nice and attract pollinators, which did nothing to stop the boy from believing each and every one was valuable medicine. He meant to pluck a couple real herbs from the garden before making his way to the rendezvous to present his findings to mama, who would surely praise him no matter how deficient his bouquet truly was.

That never happened, for he spotted two figures long before reaching the garden.

From that distance, he could not possibly hear the words exchanged, but his ears flew attentively forward anyway. He recognized his sire immediately, and took a beat longer to remember the other man. He had come by the rendezvous recently and spoken with Ezra. Gideon himself had been away.

Normally, he would not have hesitated to approach his packmates, but an invisible force held him back. It was the same dark, crackling energy that heralded a thunderstorm, the same heavy and oppressive atmosphere as an incoming gale. He watched the man take a step toward Anselm, and another, and another, and the energy only grew worse with each prowling thud of paws on earth. It was obvious that something bad was happening, and that something bad was aimed straight at his father.

And no one had ever told Gideon that snitches get stitches.

Dropping his flowers, the two-tailed boy turned and began to run to the rendezvous, to where he thought he would find his mother. Only fear that that energy would turn upon him kept him from shrieking for her immediate attention as he went.