Meryl was a bit surprised as she laughed when he had spoken about Azrael. It hadn’t occurred to him that he hadn’t spoken of him much before now. Grim circumstances though, it was too bad he couldn’t really take Ceal to Diveen. He wasn’t sure if anyone would know who she was and call to have her taken back home. He really wanted to show his mom his new friend who also happened to be a princess. What was more though was when she had compared him to Azrael. That really brought a little laugh out of the primarily black pelted boy. Him like Azrael!? It was nearly preposterous thinking about it. He couldn’t blame Ceal though, ”It’s not humor though,” Meryl said with a chuckle, ”I am completely serious, he is very involved with his appearance. When I was little he didn’t even want me in the den because I look messy all the time.” Which was indeed true. The slight curl to Meryl’s fur did indeed make it so he appeared like he was always just getting out of bed, however the touch was a completely different story. His guard furs were stiff but as soon as you passed those he was as soft as goose down.
He chuckled again, though he was being perfectly honest. Azrael literally had demanded that his mom bathe him before letting him anywhere near the den, then even after that his father didn’t want him anywhere near him in fear of, well Meryl could only imagine.
Iromar. A less funny and joyous topic, so quick to bring him back down to earth and adopt a serious visage once again. ”I think they are… When I was still really young they kidnapped my mother. She was pregnant and they refused to give her back to us. It.. caused a lot of complications when she had my little brothers, nearly killed her. They said they were doing it for her good, but that was not good.” He ended with a growl. They were monsters, and that was only one event. There was the other time they had another pregnant Diveen female last season who had been hurt and battered, was that for her own good too? He would bring it up if Ceal needed more convincing, they were just not good wolves there.
However the boy was not aware of her situation regarding Iromar. They would come after her? No, he wouldn’t let them take Ceal away. ”No they won’t take you, not when I am around. And yeah, the war will certainly keep them busy. You won’t have to worry about them again” He said moving in and giving her a hug to assure her. Though he was no fighter he certainly would not let them touch a fur on Ceal’s body without consequence.
Meryl finished his collection, moving back with his bag to meet up with Ceal. A lot weighed on his mind. All these times she had come out he had never thought about the possibility that she could run into Iromar wolves. Why would they want her though? Angels usually were their targets and though Spirane was an ally it seemed that they were left alone. Certainly they wouldn’t mess with the daughter of the Alphas. With that in mind he was put slightly at ease as he returned to her, seeing her mostly white form and a sizable pile of Aloe plants next to her paws. She collected a lot, more than he had that was for sure his tail waved as he approached again.
”Wow there was a lot more on your side! Though I did find some poppy plants.” Meryl said scooting the plants into his pouch. ”Thank you Ceal, that was a big help.” They boy said greatfully, really meaning it. It wasn’t just this help, but talking about the war, his slight fear about his father’s safety. Everything. It did certainly help.
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