Somebody Save Me
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Saul Chibi is by Requiem!

As he'd approached, the short conversation between Ezra and Wretch had been detected only as the thrumming vibration of sound in his ears. He hadn't been able to ascertain what either of them had said, but he supposed he didn't need to know. He'd rushed forward, noting the open arms Wretch had offered him and the thumping of Gideon's tail before he squeezed both of them hard in an embrace. When Gideon had left last time, he really thought he wouldn't see his brother for a long time. His return had seen Wretch's absence and he'd had no idea where she'd gone. He'd learned to live with this fact, despite the wedge of sadness in his heart reserved for his lost parents, wayward siblings and various foster children he'd managed to pick up on the way.


Retreating just a few paces away, Saul glanced back to Ezra and gave the male a smile. He was pleased Ezra was at least taking an interest in patrolling- he'd felt that his friend had been slipping into seclusion far too often to be healthy. Still, the grin on the husky's face was a joy to see and Saul widened his smile to a grin. His brothers words made him look back around and he chuckled softly. Of course the two wouldn't know where this was, he hadn't quite gotten around to introducing the pack. Before he could answer, Ezra's tones made him glance around, realising his question had been aimed at Wretch. It made him pause to consider this- when she'd washed up on Dahlia's shores she'd only just been able to remember her first name. He'd never put any thought into her family name, but had wondered why she'd never taken the Stormbringer name.


I practically raised Wretch since she was a few months old. She washed up on Dahlia's shores, half dead, and she stayed with me until fall last year. Saul explained very briefly- any more information would be Wretch's to tell. He turned back to Gideon, unable to help the grin from his lips. As for your question, brother, these are the borders of Vinátta. There is always a place for you both here. He said, a chuckle escaping him. Of course, there was the question of what they were both doing here and why Gideon and Wretch were injured again. I'm certain there is a very good reason for the two of you once again recovering from wounds... which one of you is going to reveal it? He asked, green eyes dancing with mirth but genuine concern between his brother and foster daughter.

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