Battle
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He was as glad to see the young one as she was to see himself, the enthusiasm of youth thrumming through them both. His voice was a rumble in his chest as he chuckled, pressing his head back against hers as she came to greet him. She was practically the only one he greeted in his way with heads pressed together aside from Juliet of course but that was a whole world of different feelings and emotions involved in here. With Adelle it was simple fondness for a girl and the duty of an adult to take care of the young even if she wasn't his young.

Somewhere in the back of his mind the tall foreign accented male felt a tiny niggle in his brain when he looked down upon her. She was young yes but she was grown, not all the way but she was getting there, his duty to her as almost parental as it was, was based upon only a few meetings. What would this be like for children that had come of him, born of his Juliet and himself, for there was no question of who, if any, he wanted to carry his get. A young girl or boy that he would see go from a tiny helpless thing into a excitable youth and then to a dependable adult. The thought gave him weird shivers down his spine. To shake away the strangeness he padded after her, if she was patrolling then he would accompany her.

He fell into step besides her, slowing down his large stride so that he wouldn't outpace her. His dusty tail flickered back and forth behind him. The glittering rings in his right ear sparkled in the dappled sunlight. Amethyst and emerald scanned the area with an expert's eye and he wondered idly if she could tell him the signs to look for if prey had passed through, maybe a little recap lesson would be needed,

"Canye tell me, waht ah would look fer. Eff I was 'unting prey now."


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