Shuu watched it all play down from the not-so-distant border. From this distance, he could only see vague shapes and colors, but from the violet and soft blue eyes he kept on Malaren…that boy moved no longer once Pontchartrain was done with him. ”Shame, really.” The single horned male spoke under his breath. His ears picked up on all the words spoken from his soul tie. "No . . . No, no! Maleren! YOU!!! How f*cking could you?! He was our son!! You killed our son!!! I never want to see you again, get out! Get the f*ck out!!" Skadi. The venom in her words, what was to be expected. Was it wrong he kind of liked that? No matter. Beartooth’s voice then echoed. Shuu certainly did not want to get involved with that beast, no sir. Only wanted his daughter. "This is a great disappointment - Pontchartrain, you're exiled for the murder of my grandson. Take your leave, or you will meet his fate." Shuu watched intently as Pontchartrain stood frozen for a moment, Skadi screaming once more. "Get OUT!!!" No words left the Russian blue male’s maw, before the brute lowered his head to the ground and began to walk away – leaving Tarben from a different edge than the grey, white, and black monokeros stood. Shuu stayed hidden in the brush, waiting for the opportunity to where Skadi was alone, and Shuu could…comfort her. Sometimes just having a stranger to listen was helpful…no? But then again, many tended to trust strangers too easily. Once only Skadi was in his line of sight, whether she be leaving the lands herself, or just walking to try and release the stretch, whatever, the brute would speak. ”…Princess Skadi?” He feigned concern in his eyes as he would attempt to look her sorry state over. ”My name is Shuu. Are you okay?” He would take a few steps closer, but remain a safe distance in case if she attacked, but even if she did, Shuu liked feisty. Either way, he’d find a way to lure her to a den he had scouted out over the past few days. It was perfect for their quality time he desperately needed. He could be watching over her, always. That’s all he had longed for. Actions & Words.
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