skirting dangerously close

The Warlord would have been proud of his son for attacking a non combatant unprovoked, so he nodded his head as Azure spoke of leaving the healer alone. He showed more dignity and restraint then the healers, who had taken their fucking diplomat. And he was a better person for it.

He didn’t speak again immediately, concentrating on navigating through the brambles without catching his wickedly fluffy coat. As he ducked under a particularly thick knot of vinery, he caught sight of a fluff of white and paused, holding out a paw to stop Azure and direct his attention towards the rabbit.

"Speech"