All we are is what we made

Atreyu caught his standoffish nature easily. Her words aimed to soothe, but he was not so soothed yet. She was new, could still be dangerous. One never knew when a snake was in the grass before them. Her introduction had him grunt in response. She was not to be trusted until he said so but he would allow her to stay, for now.

Azriel watched, ear turning to Atreyu as everyone filed in. None given more attention than the other, until Oath. Eyes narrowed as he was betrayed in the moment. Oath ignored him for the tiny creature Atreyu had dubbed Fairytale. Hackles rose and quills that had laid flat now rose as the muscles below tensed. A man who he had promises with and loved him regardless of his words previously, was letting this tiny femme come before Azriel, before the demigod. Lips twitched as a quiet growl came forth, so quiet only Atreyu might hear it as her words filled the air around them. Oath made his alliances known, the creature had bewitched him there was no other explanation. The words shared between Atreyu and Oath settled nothing as he was further ignored.

The meeting started and Azriel took deep breaths, to soothe his wounded heart and pride. Atreyu asked for where they should move and he held his tongue when the fae who had bewitched his best friend spoke. His turn came after though. "The island to the south beyond the land bridge should be an excellent place. Fortified against weather and touched by the gods, I would think of no place more fit for our kingdom to settle for now. There is only one way on the island and that is to swim, we would see all enemies as they come." He was tactical, moving his dual colored Kiska-kissed gaze to the entire group gathered there. He was counting numbers as he did so. Seven, they were seven strong for now. They needed warriors. More members and some he could trust. "It brings me to another point. We lack resources and warriors. Alaric, you are an accomplished warrior, your mettle tested by myself and spoken of by Atreyu, I'm appointing you my general. Are there any packs smaller than ours that we might take advantage of that you know of? If you know none then, you, Fairytale was it? Scout packs and find me a target. I wish to raid for supplies and train our warriors on the battlefield through actual combat where stakes are raised. The experience will do us all good." He dared any to stop him. As Atreyu's equal the only one who could was her and even she would see his reasoning. Plus sending the fae away might loosen her spell on Oath. His eyes turned first to Alaric, then to Fairytale. Ears pricked and quills still standing to show his displeasure of the fae.

Until her spell on Oath was broken she would be afforded his protection though. He would keep his suspicions under wraps though, for now. Throwing accusations publicly would do him no good, though he knew Oath better than all here.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"