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The news was hard, regardless of if Margriet already knew or not. Radegast would have to know. Wherever he went, his sister did not know for sure- and that was the safest bet. Despite the hard news, Margriet’s trained sadness management turned quickly to anger management as this insolent girl began to vent at her.

Did Radegast deal with such behaviour when he was with her? She wondered to herself. She had half a mind to slap Skyva for such a bitchy response. They were of the same age, but the red-haired one seemed the child. Her Raikou emerged from his pokeball on his own, who then returned the glare to Skyva. Margriet rose a hand to Raikou’s mane to calm him. No, I will not be Mother. she reminded herself.

“I did not know him,” She replied calmly. Though her Reginald blood began to boil at this girl’s insolence, Margriet kept that anger under wraps. “But that doesn’t mean you can vent at me. If my Uncle is to be believed, I am about to go to war, I and the rest of my family, and their friends, and their friends’ friends.” She did not expect this Skyva to understand that Maxin would only be the first in what’s to come. This Skyva did not appear a soldier.

Margriet was everything Radegast was not. Slim, slender, disciplined, and beautiful where Radegast was thick, burly, laid-back, and average. “I feared this news all the same… Come on, Raikou.” With a snort, the Raikou returned to his Pokeball and Margriet flew off with Crobat.