predated to july 3rd, 10am, Temporary House in Westville.
He had a bone to pick with Nayru. It was rare that the agouti male got mad, and in fact he wasnt angry now. But concern and small traces of frustration traced over the lines of his face. He had a destination in mind today and he's risen early once again. Although he and Wretch had found the perfect place for them all to live in, despite the caved in west roof, and Gideon had agreed that he would like to live there with his family, Saul and his portion of the family had taken up a temporary residence in an old office building not too far away. He knew where Gideon had set up his camp for the time being and it was to here that he headed. He needed to speak to Nayru about his brother, and the horrid game she was playing with him. It was so clear that he was besotted with her, Saul might even go as far to say that Gideon loved her. But she raced away each time he spoke to her, lead him on by snuggling up in bed with him when she clearly did not return the feelings so easily visible on Gideon's sleeve. And it was time it stopped. If Nayru didnt have the same feelings as his brother, she should outright say it. Saul wasnt going to see his brother hurt this badly over a female that wasnt interested.
With a certifiably dark mood at hand, the male approached the small house his brother was residing in. He could smell from outside that Gideon wasnt in- his fresh scent marks clearly told the agouti male that his brother had left about half an hour ago. But he could just smell Nayru in there and this was his goal. She may be his leader, but Gideon was his brother and he had every right to be concerned for his younger sibling. He let himself in, shutting the door with a bang behind him. There was no need to be sneaky, he wasnt here to murder her. Just a nice, pleasent chat, nothing more. He looked around, scenting where Gideon's bedroom was. And with a jolt he realised Nayru's scent was all over the place. So she'd been staying here, had she? With a scowl, the male turned his head away before calling out a firm "Nayru?" And remaining in the corridor, waiting for his black and white leader to show her face.
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