go away

He's patrolling as usual. Every step, every moment, every minute of every day that he can. If he's not out with the pups or Modesty, he's patrolling. Keeping the borders safe, keeping everyone out and those he needs to in. Already, Jael had turned up missing. Gilgamesh isn't sure how, but she's no longer to be found on Raider lands. Not even her scent or a few of the pups. The fear he feels about more going missing well up inside of him from time to time, but he refuses to dwell on it. Instead, he continues to patrol. Pacing back and forth until he can come up with a solution.

It's the time of day that one might find him in the Avian Estuary. His well worn path of patrol can be seen along the edge of the border by now and following it isn't difficult. Some days, he switches it up, but not this day, and perhaps that's a good thing. Out toward the center of the estuary, he hears a call of pained surprise and from the corner of his eye, he can see the ruffle of feathers flying all over the place. Confusion draws his brows together as he turns to watch the interaction. An ostrich? Where had that come from?

Not wanting it to turn on the pups if any where lingering around, Gilgamesh travels forward toward Kestrel to assist. He hasn't met the man yet, but Modesty has informed him that the man is considered her "guard." Whatever that was supposed to be mean. It didn't really matter in the grand scheme of things. The man is a Raider now and that meant Gilgamesh was going to protect him whenever the need would arise.

Charging forward as he closed the distance between himself and the angry herbivore bird, he lunges forward toward the bird's leg. From the looks of it, if Kestrel could keep the bird immobilized by the neck and face, the legs and sharp talons were the next target to take down.