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Saul Chibi is by Requiem!
The tentative smile from the dark female was encouraging- it didn't seem any harm had come to the pair and he relaxed slightly when the scent of blood failed to reach his searching nostrils. He was surprised when the little female answered first, though his expression turned from worried and curious to thunderously angry in just a few seconds. Brows furrowed and a scowl tugged his lips down. Sangi'lak had certainly been a thorn in their side, but aside from the negative reaction to their neighbours Saul hadn't thought hostility would come into it. He remained silent, his mind racing as the female admitted that the Sangi'lak had threatened to skin them. He was in shock.
Shiloh's outraged tones caused him to glance up at her. She wasn't harmed, he would see that. Her indignation was an indicator that she wasn't harmed, but her pride had taken a battering and she was just as shocked as he was. She filled in the blanks, how she'd come across the female playing. He remained silent as she mentioned that they'd been attacked because Shiloh was part of Vinátta and she mentioned that the female had been attacked because she was a dog. Eyebrows rose softly in shock once more- he was certainly learning a lot about Sangi'lak's culture and it certainly wasn't positive. He sighed softly, a weary hand run over his face. I'm sorry this happened to you both- we hadn't realised things had escalated like this. He admitted- they hadn't considered their nuetral neighbours openly hostile.
Shiloh's next words caused another weary smile upon his lips. He wouldn't turn her away- Vinátta held no prejudices against species. The way Shiloh asked, however, reminded him briefly of Temeraire one-time obsession with a butterfly back in Hilsburn. He'd asked, with the dead bug held gingerly in his jaws, whether they could keep him. Saul had had to explain that the insect was dead, and even if it hadn't been, they wouldn't have been able to keep it. Thankfully, these concepts did not apply to the female. He felt the soft nod dip his head. You are welcome in Vinátta for as long as you wish. He offered, confirming that she was more than accepted in their ranks.
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