04-21-2009, 10:17 PM
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Gabriel was teetering, and as the time spent there lengthened, the Patriarch slowly grew more and more uneasy. Perhaps it was instinct that led his stance to correct itself into something a bit more poised and careful, but this all went unknowingly to the one-eyed man whose focus remained primarily on how the situation could have been settled a little more... comfortably. The Aquila's features relaxed and his tone dropped to emptiness; the gimp wasn't quite sure what exactly he was to make of it. "What happens in my pack is my business to take care of," he replied, voice grim. "My subleader is under my command. You will not touch him without my saying so." Never had he needed to assure himself as leader and protector of his pack so much before; it was unusual, almost uncomfortable, that the pride of his pack could drive him so far.
Gabriel was teetering, and as the time spent there lengthened, the Patriarch slowly grew more and more uneasy. Perhaps it was instinct that led his stance to correct itself into something a bit more poised and careful, but this all went unknowingly to the one-eyed man whose focus remained primarily on how the situation could have been settled a little more... comfortably. The Aquila's features relaxed and his tone dropped to emptiness; the gimp wasn't quite sure what exactly he was to make of it. "What happens in my pack is my business to take care of," he replied, voice grim. "My subleader is under my command. You will not touch him without my saying so." Never had he needed to assure himself as leader and protector of his pack so much before; it was unusual, almost uncomfortable, that the pride of his pack could drive him so far.