Come On, Give Me That Fire!

Lucette heard the call, had expected it after the last meeting. She rose, wanted nothing more than to help see her family through to get their chickens back. She had packed herbs for emergency care of their wolves in the event of a maim - she didn’t expect that their presence would be welcomed. Lucy also didn’t expect Bae-Syl to take kindly to her going, but after what had happened with Gavroche last time, and the aftermath of it all, she wanted him to be home and away from the danger. Away from those that could hurt him. Away from those who were going to hurt their family. They… couldn’t risk more injuries defending him. Not against this pack. She arrived, tipping her head to her sister before moving up to Bae-Syl. “I need you to trust I will run before letting them take a piece of me, but I need to go.” She whispered to him, looking up at him with a gentle gaze. This was a true test of their strength as a couple. She could count on Bae… but would Bae be able to count on her?

"Speech," 'Thought.'