Aster
Aster gave a small whimper as she felt the fox secure her wing, but all she could think about was the others. Sunny, selling his soul to such devious characters for the safty of the flock. Maca, who had taken a nasty hit to the head to protect her. Frost, who had been hurt in the frey. America, who was still in shock. The new goose, who had valiantly fought the animals by their side despite being an outcast. Devri, who hung limply from the grinning leader's maw. And then Acrite, who had fearlessly stood up for Devri as she cryed out. Her neck trembled as she spoke. "J-Just let her go, please, you're hurting her!"
Sketh
Sketh dropped Devri in a heap on the ground, snapping at Acrite with a visciouse snarl. "Touch me again and you'll all die right here and now. You have no clue how generous we're being." he stated in a low, distorted snarl, his eyes flickering to Aster momentarily. Then he straightened, the toothy grin reappearing on his neatly composed face. His eyes never leaving Acrites, he securly positioned a paw over Devri's neck. "We're going to have a lot of fun together, aren't we precious?" he cut his eyes down to Devri, another sinister growl rolling from his amused jaws. This was just too perfect. Two suiters, running to the little spit fire's rescue? One leaderly and passionate, the other bold and fearless, both having a deep affection for the same female...excellent. This could lead to hours of seemingly endless entertainment. He threw his head toward Sunny, smiling. "I'll be keeping this one very close for the duration of our little gathering, since she appears to be in such high demand." he laughed coldly, this time firmly lifting Devri by the healthy wing.
Gena
Gena stood from the snow with a huff, ruffling her feathers disdainingly as she turned back to the smirking fox. She glared at him evily for a moment, and then hurried after this so called "Sunny". He seemed to know what to do.
(WB!! "begins hyperventilating"))
Sunny
Sunny caught Frost's glance as one of the foxes spoke to him, giving a very small, very tense nod in response to them both. He needed an excuse for Frost to travel up front by his side, since he was the only one who truly knew where to go. He couldn't make any errors at a time like this, for Devri's life was on a thin string. He tryed to ignore the fox who held Devri, knowing it was just a ploy to try and drive a stake inbetween he and Acrite. Deep down, he'd always known Acrite was attracted to Dev, from the very moment they'd first met on the pond. But he accepted it, knowing love was a thing that couldn't be helped. He just hoped that Acrite wouldn't succumb to the trickster's hurtful words. Turning his head back to the group, his eyes seered into Captain. "I was under the impression that we were all coming?" he asked simply, looking back and forth between fox and goose alike. "I'm not leaving a fox alone with my family." he continued in a rather irritated voice, looking back to Frost. "And...I would very much appreciate it if Frost, my second in command, were able to travel at my side? It's traditional neccessity..." Now he was just blatantly making things up, hopefully the foxes didn't know any better. He needed Frost to guide him, through secretive whispers if possible, and he couldn't think of any other way to make it happen but to make up some outlandish "the goose's way" type skit. He looked to Devri with just a hint of grief, hoping she knew, even in her confused state, that she was the new second in command since Owl's departure. Frost was just a really good friend, and he sincerely hoped that the gander understood that as well.