Gabriel saw the same worry form on Talitha’s face, but it was her brother that moved first. Thankful for this, the gruff Aquila smiled warmly. Even now he was trying to protect her, and she him (in her own way). Perhaps they would have survived that war if they had stayed. The thought was greeted with Haku’s grinning snarl and Andrezej’s mocking laughter and he knew it was not so. Safety did not exist while such men lived. Now that they were dead, now that these children were grown, there was time for peace.
“Your brother,” Gabriel emphasized the word. “, had a habit of bringing home all sorts of lost children. None of them are here now,” he added, catching a shadow as it flickered over his son’s face. “, and hopefully he has time to pick up duties beyond finding more pups for other people to babysit.”
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