Swiftcurrent Creek we want war · pack meeting

Keiran was momentarily taken back at Kaskara's show of affection. Unsure what to say or do, he just gave a small sigh. He nudged the side of her face. He thought about licking the side of her muzzle, but then decided against it. He knew she wouldn't understand him, but he felt like speaking in his own language anyway. He was far to stubborn to say what he meant in english."Is maith a fheiceann tú chomh maith. Chaill mé tú." Even though they were merely friends, he couldn't help the small shiver of guilt that kissed his soul.

He tilted his head so he could look out of his good eye. The other was far too full of blood and mess to see much of anything. Tilting his head backwards he listened to Scimitar as he talked to Bazi. A small ache grew where his heart was at their obvious love for one another. A small smile slid across his maw. A happy moment in time of hardship.


Kieran balked at the next answer and shook his head quickly. "Sorry sir, but oi'm not 'eadin' anywhere 'til yer chucker."