drinking wine made for disaster
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Pretty sure Gabe completely misunderstood Jefferson there. >>; Want to fade to an end with your post, maybe?


Jefferson could not exactly be ashamed of the happenings involving Zana; she had been under Iskata's care first, and DaVinci's next. Had the silver-furred nuisance not been a subleader, Jefferson might have been more concerned and watchful for the little girl's status, but he'd foolishly trusted DaVinci in that he was capable of taking care of her. Ultimately, because Zana had been a member of Phoenix Valley, she was still under his authority and responsibility; he had never really considered it before then, especially because DaVinci had let her go as rapidly as she'd been handed into his care. His pack and Inferni had been warring, but when he heard Zana had been moved into the coyote clan's care, he knew she would not be mistreated, but the environment perhaps not as keen for her to grow in. She had been Iskata's daughter and DaVinci's sister; he knew better than to meddle in their familial affairs, and if his subleader had not tried to rescue her and never brought it up with the leader, then Jefferson was not going to get involved. In addition, he'd heard that Zana was being raised by Ryan alongside her pup, and the cyclops trusted the de le Poer girl and her maternal capabilities. Zana was probably better off with a mother figure like Ryan and an adopted sibling than alone, in Phoenix Valley, with an irresponsible older brother.

Jefferson was surprised to hear that DaVinci had returned, however, and somehow ducked under the cyclops' range of sight. He certainly had not ventured to Phoenix Valley without the leader's notice, there was no possible way; Jefferson was far too keen and alert when it came to foreign scents and strangers around his home. There was a vague confirmation that DaVinci had stayed in Inferni, but Jefferson supposed that was best. It avoided the useless conflict the ex-subleader's romance carelessly brought, and it kept Gabriel from stalking their borders for blood. It was good to know the family was safe, at least. "Good to know," the cyclops grunted, finally. "If he shows up again, tell him it wouldn't hurt to visit." They had been friends, after all, and Jefferson didn't have many friends.

The Patriarch sighed, finally, and glanced over his shoulder. If he didn't leave soon, he would have to travel in the dark--and with one eye, though he was used to it, night traveling was taxing. "I should go. Gabriel... any problems you have with Haku are mine as well. You have our support, should you need it."


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