She'd gone without saying goodbye. Dread didn't blame her-- she'd been dragged into something that was probably way out of her depths. The Pirates did things differently. A stuffy birthday party with his family... hell, he barely wanted to be there. Maybe his feelings were a little hurt, but he'd also likely put her in a bad situation. His rather pretty friend had showed up in the Armada, surrounded by (effectively) enemies. Though the Warlord had tolerated her presence, Dread wasn't sure how long that would last.
But also, he wasn't going to linger. He wasn't going to linger at the party, he wasn't going to wait around. The gifts from the Warlord were heartfelt, strips of Zee's cheetah coat woven into leather cuffs. Dread's heart was heavy in his chest as he thought about his mother, as he thought about the things that could have been. He excused himself early from the party, peeling off to find Deluge. Where had she gone, what had she gotten up to? Maybe she'd gone home already, fuck. It wasn't like he could just walk down to the pirates and talk to them... was it?
Tracking her scent, Dread was confused to find that she wasn't... alone. She'd left with someone else? Dread finds himself a bit irritated about the idea. It was a scent that Dread didn't recognize. Carefully, he began to track the scent off toward the south. His nose to the ground, wandering until he hit the Veteran's Plateau. The boy couldn't say he'd spent much time here. His head lifted, scenting the air instead, trying to pick up Deluge's scent where he'd lost it. This time, it wasn't scent that drew his attention. At the distance he can see Deluge, some strange crumpled man, and-- "Marshal?"
Shit. Dread bounded forward, unsure of exactly what he was getting into. "Marshal, fuck, down boy," the yearling called to the bird. "You don't need to attack her, she's allowed to be here," he's shouting the entire time, running over to the strange scene unfolding before him. Crossing the distance with long, ground-eating strides. "Don't hurt him, please," Dread pleads to his friend, all the while trying to call off his father's companion.
Bard
