Post by Marc Streampaw on Apr 23, 2008 15:40:21 GMT -5
Marc was startled for the second time that evening. Though Mr. Fenrir was clearly in human form he'd snuck up like he was a true Leader of the Hunt, coming from down wind and all. Still once he heard Malachy's plea he took immediate action. As if this was Miss Ashlee, Marc turned back around, came and sat before Malachy, between him and Mr. Fenrir in a protective way, but keeping his tail low in respect.
"Please don't," said Marc, "This is Mr. Malachy, Miss Ashelle's messenger and helper. He came to deliver news and some meat for me too eat, in my clan we don't join the hunt till 14 and my clan was killed when I was 13. Mr. Malachy says there is a new Rouge around here that has killed a student from the school. He thought you'd want to know, so he found me and asked me to tell you. I buried the meat so I could eat it later - it is from the kitchens. If you want it you can have it, though I don't suppose you will want it because it was from the school kitchen. Marc bowed, to show he meant no offense by the offer.
If my referring to you as a rouge -sir- has upset you, please be reassured I won't ever do it again, and I am sure we can have Mr. Malachy promise the same, thought he hasn't agreed with me yet that you are or not. Marc whimpered and bowed again to show he was sorry. Marc thought silently about trying to explain Malachy trying to tell him about how to speak 'that which is not' but decided against it since he wasn't quite sure he understood enough to explain it in a way that wouldn't get them in trouble.
Please spare us, he concluded, Miss Ashelle needs Mr. Malachy, and surely - surely he has brought needed news, don't you agree sir?
"Please don't," said Marc, "This is Mr. Malachy, Miss Ashelle's messenger and helper. He came to deliver news and some meat for me too eat, in my clan we don't join the hunt till 14 and my clan was killed when I was 13. Mr. Malachy says there is a new Rouge around here that has killed a student from the school. He thought you'd want to know, so he found me and asked me to tell you. I buried the meat so I could eat it later - it is from the kitchens. If you want it you can have it, though I don't suppose you will want it because it was from the school kitchen. Marc bowed, to show he meant no offense by the offer.
If my referring to you as a rouge -sir- has upset you, please be reassured I won't ever do it again, and I am sure we can have Mr. Malachy promise the same, thought he hasn't agreed with me yet that you are or not. Marc whimpered and bowed again to show he was sorry. Marc thought silently about trying to explain Malachy trying to tell him about how to speak 'that which is not' but decided against it since he wasn't quite sure he understood enough to explain it in a way that wouldn't get them in trouble.
Please spare us, he concluded, Miss Ashelle needs Mr. Malachy, and surely - surely he has brought needed news, don't you agree sir?