After All I've Said

Whomever was on their way was not only taking their time, but seemed to be dragging their feet the entire way too. The old brute was patient though, waiting with silvery-gray eyes focused in the direction of the noise. What he wasn’t expecting was for the source to be Mara, let alone a Mara who bore such emotional frustration within her eyes. For a long moment the man was quiet, just watching her, examining the situation. He was hardly a cuddle bear… yet here the femme was, flopped down near him, obviously in need of some type of emotional comfort. Sure he felt a soft spot for Mara, especially like this but…

“Someone need maiming?” The man finally asked, a way of offering his help with whatever problem Mara was dealing with. There was another scent on her coat, though from what he could tell there didn’t seem to be any source of abnormal harm. Still… she didn’t look that great and was obviously hurting. Something about that had the monochrome man’s blood boiling. He knew Mara was a capable young woman, certainly able to look after herself… and seeing her like this brought up feelings within Feli that could have been better left unknown. He felt protective… almost like a father when he must guard his pups in a den from a predator.

There was no hiding the bit of anger that flashed deep within those silver-gray pools. Felicien was angry, yes, but he wouldn’t merely act on his own. Just as he respected Zephyr and would not act against Caelum without his say so the man wouldn’t go after anyone who hurt Mara without her word. But once that word was given it was final… and the mercenary would act without mercy or regret.

“...who is he? I can smell him on you.”