Can wrap this here or reply again or whatever -- I probably won't reply again. C:
Ithiel is by Raze!
The scout took a few short steps away from Ithiel with the brutal suggestion, and the dark-muzzled coyote grinned toothily at him, an exaggerated expression meant to frighten. It worked, and the wolf took another step back, his eyes flicking to Valkyrie as she spoke. The expression on his face, one of fear and anger both, grew more indignant, and the man took another step back, half a snarl on his face. Ithiel stepped with him, nodding his agreement to Val's plan.
Go, he urged. You don't want to lose your head start. With that, the scout turned and bolted, abandoning half his disguise there. A clump of mud and half a branch fell to the ground, and Ithiel returned to his companions, sour-faced. I will not chase him, the dusky coyote sighed. He may return, though, and we should post more patrols. The man stepped toward his horse, stroking her tawny shoulder. The big mare turned and nudged his shoulder with her nose, perhaps more roughly than Ithiel might have liked, but still in a gesture of affection. The Vigiles mounted quickly and looked at his companions, lifting his brows as if to prompt them. All traces of his previous amusement were gone, disappeared with the scout, and he appeared almost disturbed -- as close to disturbed as Ithiel could get, anyway.
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