Nier's a sap. Becca, do you wanna organise a Fritz/Nier patrol thread? :: 378 ::
Coli's quiet voice just about reached Niernan's tan rimmed ears and her words of being attacked made him almost physically recoil. Almost immediately he felt hot shame wash through him; he should have been there to protect her. The logical part of his brain screamed at him to stop being so stupid, these were packlands and the surrounding areas, they were supposed to be safe, he couldn't have known that anyone was going to be attacked. He shouldn't hold himself responsible, but in some ways he did. He tried not to let any of this show but he thought that Bran gave him a sympathetic look, he knew that he and his brother would talk about this later.
Lilins stronger voice reiterated the words that Colibri had spoken, shortening the descriptions and informing everyone of her edict, his cyan eyes flicked up for a moment, trying to meet his Virdings. He straightened up then, slowly rising to his foot-paws, aware that sudden movements might startle the fragile Coli. He nodded strongly as Lilin handed down the orders for the care of the Aeska and patrols of two. "I will head the border patrols, if you so wish my Virdings." He bowed his head slightly, eyes flicking from Lilin to Saul, hoping for approval of his offer. He was already running through pairings in his mind; he didn't know half of the pack and he didn't know if everyone who wanted to patrol would get along. His mind then wandered to Grace; there was no way she would sacrifice her 'alone time' so he would have to find a way to keep her safe while the threat was still present.
His eyes flicked to his brother, it was true that he worked well with Bran, they were unstoppable as a team, almost thinking as one, but then both of them needed to involve themselves with other members of the pack. He sighed and resolved to doing one or two patrols with Bran, the others he would have to share with different members. Cerulean orbs transferred their gaze to the black and white giant that stood not that far away, he was certainly imposing and looked the warrior type. He resolved to have a chat with him after the meeting had disbanded.
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