*Sirus' tense shoulder relaxes, and his wand drops to his side. He has never enjoyed the feeling of being led along a path without being consulted or informed of its purpose or terminus, and he likes it even less with his misbegotten brother and said brother's bizarre best friend in the balance. All patience gone, he turns, looking for the Hyena again, ready to hex the damn thing.*
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Date: 2011-12-20 12:42 am (UTC)