Redtail Rise All the way up

When Wildfire speaks, expecting to correct him—that his children had not died by the teeth of the dragon—and is surprised when she doesn’t. Yet, at least, but it give the dark male a chance to speak up and shoot nothing but anger and nonsense. It only fuels the fire burning low in his chest, hungry and waiting for some kindling to finally take over. It’s a matter of time before his rambling gives him an easy target. Gavriel’s ears glue to the back of his head, lips curling tighter—if it were possible—to show his weapons.

“Yet you were willing to fight them, weeks ago,” he comments offhand. Gavriel had been standing behind Heda while they spoke, but it did not mean he hadn’t listened. He’d just minded his own business, a metaphorical fly in the metaphorical room. “That doesn’t sound like protecting them to me, unless...” The guard falls short on his words, brown eyes narrowing as it clicks into place.

The rest of what he’s said means little to him, and his snarl-turn-sneer widens the new information he’s sure he’s unraveled. “You’re one stupid son of a bitch,” is all the warning Reek gets as the large male charges forward.