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Paimon sighed as he kept Ca tucked up by him. In the next few days to come it would be hard to get anywhere near Ca while she recovered, he would be the bulldog at her side.

Aila let the female bite her, noting that she didn't put any pressure behind it, then continued rubbing the sea-salt salve into the burnt areas. It took a few moments to get the mare's body covered, and took nearly the whole container but Aila could always make more. Besides, the mare would be all healed in a couple days, thanks to the quick treatment.

Aila got up, motioned for Sebastian to follow, and led the draft mare back towards the farm. She would make sure that none of her Bonds would both the couple, but would also make sure that patrols were extended to this little knoll.

Paimon startled away by Ca's mane tug, and was about to move, ready to defend, until he saw who it was. The unique bird markings could only mean one. Punk CAB, Ca's father. Paimon blushed a little before regaining control and dipping his head at the male. "It is nice to meet you, sir." he said as he checked Ca over, looking at her nicely healing spots. She'd be a little furless for awhile, but the marks would soon heal and what little scars that would remain, would be hidden by her leaf pattern.

Paimon gave a quick nod. "I'm Paimon, my Chosen is Sebastian Leowe. Half-Brother to Huel Mabcaw. The unnatural beast I call 'Father' did this to her." His coal eyes darkened even further in anger at the thought of what Ruin had almost done to his mate, let alone what he had done to his brother, kidnapping her foals. He knew Ruin had to be stopped. Paimon swore to himself, that the next time he caught wind of that foal beast, he would end him and his plague. It had to end. "I've known about you, Punk, from my time in the South. I also knew that you were her father. She told me, at the King's Valentine's Ball." Paimon looked Punk in the eye and struggled not to gawk at the odd looking female, that he could only assume was Ca's sister.

Paimon grimaced and looked down at Ca before returning his gaze to Punk. "Yes... that was a lapse in my judgement. My Chosen and I do not have a habit of keeping our minds connected at all times. It is strange for me, as before I met him, I was of a completely different alignment. Because of this, however, I am not always alerted when he is in danger, especially if the attack is swift. In any case, I should have known better than to keep him out of my mind when I was so close and could have helped." he sighed and shook his head. He studied the other male for a moment before asking the question that has plaguing him. "Has she really never spoken before? Because... since she got hurt... She's said.. maybe four words, and I've only known her to be mute."

Paimon shook his head. "Well it won't happen again.. I can't ever let her be harmed by him again. Anyone else, I'm sure she could take... But my father... He's got the devil in him, and I'm not sure even the King's Chosen could overcome him." He gave a small sigh. "She has the most beautiful voice. I can't imagine her ever being rejected by a herd for some silly superstition." He ran his nose in a loving caress up her neck. "I have a plan... about Ruin.. Not only has he hurt my lifemate, but he has also kidnapped my niece and nephew. Its time his sons took a stand against him. Perhaps together we can stop him."

Paimon gave a quick nod. "I also have my two other nephews, Nascien and Bruin. I appreciate the offer of help, Punk. I will definitely keep in in mind and probably will ask." He sighed again. "If it was anyone else, I would be more than willing to let her come.. But I just can't risk it, Punk." He tilted his head at the talk of Bonds and gazed at Punk quizzically. "The rumors are true then?"

Paimon chose his words carefully. "Supposedly you have had a Chosen before... and I assume that is how you know how it feels between a Chosen and their Bond?" he said carefully, watching to gauge Punk's reaction.

Paimon nodded, his gaze automatically going over the hill to where he could barely see Aila's home, the humans milling about. He turned back to Punk, his eyes and disposition calm as he nodded. Yes, it would be better to keep him away from the humans that lived there. Paimon, himself, wasn't fond of any humans except his Chosen, but he had no malice towards Aila, who had been the Chosen of the mare that raised him. "I regret to hear that Punk, but I will make sure that this rumor dies with me." he said. "And I understand what you are saying. I was never one of those ignorant fools, however. Even though I was raised alongside Good-Aligned and their kind, because of my.. father, and my inheritance, I have never been accepted among their kind. It wasn't until I met Paimon, that I finally came to the conclusion that, atleast he, was fine in my books."

Paimon grew quiet again, looking at Ca lovingly as she slept. "Punk Casimir Angelo Beethoven... You have given me the greatest gift any could ever bestow upon one being." he looked up at the male once more. "I will do everything in my power to live up to what she needs."