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Haven sat smoothly atop Drogon as the pair made their daily rounds of the borders. Jade eyes looked around with scrutiny, looking for the slightest sign that something was wrong or out of place. They may not have been involved directly in the war, but he knew that of all the packs they were the one that stood the largest chance of facing hostility from Dahlia de Mai. They already had. Perhaps it had been foolhardy of Firefly to go where she had, but that didn't excuse the deplorable actions of the Dahlians. Attacking a pregnant woman was one of the lowest things a person could do and that male had been ripping into her mercilessly while the woman stood there and watched approvingly with her own pup no less. The mere thought of the sight that had met his eyes made his hackles raise and he gripped the reins far tighter than was necessary. Someday, he would revenge the lost lives of Firefly's pups on those two heathens. He had promised that to her and to himself. Monster like that didn't deserve keep living. In his mind, they were little better than Haku himself.
The circuit completed, he turned Drogon around to head back the other way and make towards the stables and home. Their pace while making the first round had been slow, but now he pressed his heels into the stallions side, urging his hooves to move faster. He wanted to get home soon and make sure everything was alright with Princess. Even though he knew he had to, he didn't like leaving her on her own while she was still so new to the pack. Of course she was safe as long as she stayed inside the borders, but he did worry about her running into Jac. The two would butt heads, he had no doubt. He also had no doubt that Jac would try to make a move if he didn't know that she was with him and that made a possessive streak run through the Aatte.
As he passed Lunenburg though, he paused, looking into the town. Haven was still being tugged towards home, but his sense of duty flared up and he felt the need to go and check in with Vigilante. The man was now the Constable and he had a much more level head than their King possessed, especially when it came to the conflict with Dahlia. If he didn't know about all that had happened between their two packs thus far, he needed to be informed. With some resignation he turned Drogon in the direction of the dog mix's home and soon arrived at the door of his house. Dismounting, Haven walked up and knocked on the door, stepping back then and hoping that he had caught the Constable at home.
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