IT'S GOING DOWN FURTHER THAN FEMURS—
As the first step was taken on their side of town, he knew what he was in for.
Not once, but twice has the Exiles cause harmed to a child who lost everyone. Twice they hindered his ability to rebuild and grown, and it showed so blantanly it hurt. Tinkertoy hadn't even reached apprentice age yet! So the midnightbringer was here to bring a very sharp message, waiting in the trees for an opprotunity. Hopefully he'd find his prey quickly, it would be fast and Bravo wasn't going to play fair. The Exiles surely haven't.
There was a pang of guilt though, Bassie's voice in his ears reminding him of the request to be calm and alert. In a way, the male could rationalize that he was doing both but that wasn't the only meaning to her words and he knew it. He'd take the punishment later, it'd be worth it all.