Noctisardor Bypass the last few drops from the holy grail

PPing anselm w permission! skipping druid per ooc

warring men. never once had heda dealt with such. it frightened her, angered her. druid had screamed for them all! and now she was alone — alone, and every instinct in her sister's body shrieked to return to that straining, sickened side.
etienne's presence blurred away; with worry she found she could not spare a moment even to glance in his direction. glaukos ignored her — does the tree notice the sparrow? — and she cried out as anselm's body was knocked several paces back, the ground tearing at his gunmetal fur. he was slammed fully from glaukos, and heda thrust herself forward almost on top of him, almost under the great paws of the bearish man appointed as protector of rivenwood, sire of the children to come;
"stop! stop, now!" heda shouted again, meeting anselm's frenzied golden eyes and trying to push against glaukos, though if he lunged forward she would be shoved along by his heavy bicep and caught directly between their clash; "glaukos, stop!"