Third ❀ Bloom Text; backdated to the 20th | Open to Both Courts w/ Filters

[showmeyourwreath]

Good day, everyone.

It seems Reynard The Fox is a Hot Topic of the week, and I know that he is being discussed in greater depth elsewhere, thank goodness. [Seriously, this stuff is very nice to know.] That said, I may have a bit of new information for those who weren't aware.

He was behind the destruction of the Drabkeeper's Castle. By himself, it seems. I don't know why, but if you've seen what's happened to it, you know that that's no joke. It's been completely levelled.

[So, that might give a greater appreciation of what he might be capable of to those that didn't know, before.

There's more to it than that, but she doesn't know how much of a target she's made herself out to be and doesn't want to implicate or involve anyone else. Still, someone should know all of it.]

[SEELIE LOCKED, but with additional private filters to Waver Velvet and the Outsider]

Secondly, I would caution anyone with any kind of Sight [there is a careful emphasis of the word that she's certain won't be missed by those who know what to look for.] in taking extra precautions in using it, if you have both the means to and the control.

Please, be careful. That's all.

[Locked to Lancelot and John Grimm]

There's something you may want to know, if you don't know it already.

Comments

Frets!

[knightscode]

[ Oh good lord. It was bad enough him on his own, now they have to deal with his daughter? ]

I see. Well, that explains why she was so much trouble -- if the two are related.

Pets!

[showmeyourwreath]

Agreed. I'd like to hope not, but she looks like how I've been told Reynard does; I've not seen him for myself. But she did very clearly call him "Father".

[knightscode]

Lithe, pale, young looking, red-haired, sharp-eyed... He has freckles, no facial hair.

[ Reynard, that is. Lancelot takes a slow, steadying breath. ]

Promise me you will be cautious, Lady Flora. Travel nowhere alone. Keep your guard up.

[showmeyourwreath]

[He can't see it, but Flora puts a hand over her eyes and sighs.]

All of that. She is all of that, freckles included.

[No facial hair either, but perhaps that goes without saying.]

I promise I'll be cautious. Trust me, I do not want to run into that again without being prepared. Travelling, though, might be a little tricky. It's...a lot easier for me than most other people. Honestly, this just makes me wonder how many children he might have. He's centuries old, after all.

[knightscode]

Age does not beget children, especially in times of war when many die so easily, yet... it is true. He may well have more than the one, and no doubt his children would further his cause rather that work against him.

[ Just what they need! Mini Reynards running around! ]

Still, there is always the chance his children may not take his side -- family feuds are something I know well enough about.

[showmeyourwreath]

Honestly, you'd be very surprised, especially with longer-lived beings. There can be lulls in fighting, and such things can bring people closer together anyway.

That is a fair point, though. [She considers that, though. She can't imagine fighting with her own family to great lengths, but she's seen it and what it does to people.] I'm sorry, though, that must be hard.

[knightscode]

Ah -- forgive me, no, not for myself, Lady Flora. My family are long dead. For my king. His conflict with his sister caused a great deal of difficulties within Camelot, they fought each other on and off for some years.