Akeelah sat on the table, kicking her feet back and forth, quite as she watched her best friend punch their least favorite brother in the face. He had said something, what ever it was too soft for her to catch, but the messenger had and reacted in kind to it with his fist.
The other angel stumbled back, beside him the Messenger surged to his feet, and for a moment the fledgling was sure that he was going to get on her friends case. But he started in on the bleeding angel on the floor instead, not seeming to bat an eye when his second in command turned on his heel and walked back over to where she was perched, he held his hand out for her and she took it as she hopped down from her perch on the edge of the table.
The elder hunter came to the angels defense, helping him back to his feet, and the Messenger turned to face the new challenge without fear.
She looked up at her friend as they walked from the room hand in hand, "What did he say?"
"Nothin to worry your pretty little head over, okay?"
"Ok Zaves."
A beat of silence passed as he walked her up the winding staircase and out the door into the shining sun above them, he shielded his eyes and turned to look upwards, nothing was coming for them, so he was sure that it was not going to lead him into trouble for attacking as he had.
"You really got him good though."
"I did, didn't I!"