it's that same old song

Galileo seemed to shift uncomfortably, and Dovev seemed thoughtful. Feeling as if they were close to a resolution, the cinnamon male gave a slight nod – though upon Galileo’s suggested, cast the male a blink. He was surprised – but gave a slow nod. He had requested the silver male’s presence for a reason, and that very reason revealed itself now – Scimitar was a fighter. Galileo was a peaceful sort.

Dovev was quick to chime in, and again, the regal nodded. There was a moment of silence as he contemplated how to word his concerns, and he felt his tongue press at the back of his teeth as he considered the current statements. “If Paarthurnax wants Shadow in these children’s lives, I will not deny her that,” he began slowly, his eyes drifting back to Galileo. Sometimes he wondered if the male had the true facts before he insisted on the more peaceful route. “But it will not occur within these borders. She will need to take them outside borders – preferably with an escort or two.”

There was another small pause, his figure tensing. “And I state this for a very simple reason – just last week, a Bypass wolf, or some crazed lunatic who smelled like Shadow came strutting in to our borders, refused to leave, and then attacked both Star and myself. She, unfortunately, took more the brunt of the attack. I don’t know if Shadow put him up to it.. But given his past of harassing Swiftcurrent Creek I don’t put it past him.”