MONTHLY MEETING [SEPTEMBER 2020]

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♛ GAEL Ó BROIN

Gael felt the air build in his chest -- the beginning of a disappointed sigh, until his cousin appeared from the shadows.  Aquila non capit muscas indeed.  He almost smiled, though the expression lacked a sense of joy.

"I am merely willing to make an example of your lack of manners -- no matter who is present." If he must make himself clear, the vulpine would without hesitation.  "Do not presume to know me if you believe such behavior would ever fall under my 'plans'."

The faerie twitched his ear, eyes softening a fraction as he felt his daughter shift against him.  A brave step attending, though he wished she did not feel inclined to pressure herself in this way -- especially with Vale misbehaving.

"Silent stepped down," he offered in a plain confirmation.  The details beyond such he would withhold for the time, though they were hardly monumental -- the strange creature simply sought new purpose, leaving Gael to stand in his place.

As Vigenere spoke, the faerie felt a rare shred of confusion.  "Caesar?" It had been moons since the vulpine saw the other and he frowned as he realized the Luminary possessed some resemblance.  Perhaps a personal feud connected the two -- it hardly concerned him more than the sudden accusation itself.

With genuine curiosity, the Ardent shook his head. "I don't see how it's of any relevance, but Caesar was exiled during Kydobi's reign and remains in exile.  He has not returned since."  Gael had found Caesar disruptive and unnecessarily violent -- an unwelcome influence, even following Silent's changes to the Pitt.  "I, for one, do not plan on lifting the exile, either."

With the egocentric fire-starter in mind, he placed his paw in front of his daughter in a gentle protective gesture.  "I do not know where you heard otherwise, but he should know he is not welcome," he added at length, voice cool.

"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / ardent / lamby