Nier remained silent as Shiloh prepared herself, her ferocious words contrasting with the innocence of her hair twirling, making him widen his eyes a little. He nodded feebly and barely managed to breath out an Ok. Before Shiloh launched into her rather shocking and distressing tale of Dawnrunner treachery. He wanted to pin his ears back and cower as she told of the awful things that had gone on back at the Solbjorg, the way Wretch had been held captive and Gideon injured when he rescued her filling him with fear. It made him think about why he had left the Solbjorg, had they weakened the Stormbringer defenses when he and his brother had left? His mind raced and his eyes flickered all over the place in internal panic as he worried about everyone back home.
What she said about Gideon and Wretch being hurt and nearly dying from blood loss shocked him to his core and he felt his head go down, his pulse a dull roar in his ears as he felt overwhelmed by everything that Shiloh was saying. Her words still rang through his loud pulse, her voice clear and high, with its fierce tone. His head snapped up when she explained why Gideon, Wretch and herself had come to help with protecting the pack. Her voice had evolved to a growl and he felt the rumblings of his own forming in his throat, enraged that the Dawnrunners thought they had the right to even approach the Solbjorg and Vinatta. He still felt a strong and almost crippling fear for his family in the Solbjorg, but his ire was building at the arrogance of their rival family.
He felt his tail stiffen and his hackles go up, readying himself for the non-existent (as of yet) opponent. His eyes, full of cold anger flicked up to hers, Well, I'm glad you're here Shiloh, it seems we need all the help we can get with defending our home. He ran a handpaw through his headfur and sighed heavily, Let's just hope that Gid and Wretch find their way either to safety or back to the Solbjorg. Sounds like the valley will need all the help it can get. His words awoke the desire to run home to his mum and dad, to make sure they and his sister were alright, to see if the others were still alive. Yet he knew his duty was here now, as Vald of Vinatta it was his job to protect his packlands and the members that resided in it.
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