Ukko was about to launch at Iro's throat for interjecting, Shuule leaping up and grabbing him by the shoulder. "He's right!" she chirped, "It's fine. Stop."
The eagle was still wildly unsure, brow furrowed deeply at the smug leopard, but even without the official biological spousal connection, he instantly stopped at Shuule's command. It was the firmest she had been with him besides when she was mad and raging in the tree house. This was a calm demand, the way she had seen her mother request from her own fathers. One hand up still ready to strike, Ukko stopped, lowering it, shooting a warning glance at Iro.