Putting Affairs In Order|Clan Poldora, Beastlands

[Toyoll]

Aakel blinked, suddenly the warrior's expression when she asked where she could find her mate made perfect sense. She blushed, "I-I just got back...You're...Really?!" she stammered. The vixen looked up at Thavan with wide, amber eyes, "Well. That certainly put my little show to shame!" Aakel shook her head in disbelief, "I leave this place for just a second and everything gets switched around! How did you, I mean, why did Faolan come to you?"

[Kender Bard]

"Thrae became very ill. He couldn't lead the people," Thavan explained. "And Faolan caught wind of my third sign and came to talk with me on the matter. He... Persuaded me to try to gain the position. And it was still extremely hard but I managed. Now the harder part is to keep managing. You have no idea how much is involved. I always thought, I don't know... That the clan leaders did all the work. And goodness knows they do work..."

He shook his head. "Well it sounds like we're both a little more caught up, aye?"

[Toyoll]

"Aye" she smiled. Aakel looked over her shoulder and sniffed, the smell of blood still clung to the air, her grin faded, "I suppose there's gonna be a death party tonight, yeah?" A growl rose in her throat, "I hope you sent those Fire bastards running to their mothers."

From down the road, the same young eagle affinity that ran the Pack Leader's message to Sloan was trotting toward him, "Pack Leader Thavan! General Sloan requests your presence." his large, yellow eyes turned to the oddly dressed fox affinity, "Oh, Officer...Obrhim?" Aakel laughed, "Forces! That's nice to hear again!" She gave him a quick salute, which he returned.

[Kender Bard]

"I'll catch up with you later," Thavan assured Aakel. "And we'll talk more then." Leaning in, he gave her another quick hug and kiss, though murmured in her ear, "Sloan hasn't been happy with me lately. Wish me luck in trying to fix that." Letting go, he headed off to go meet with Sloan.