Fox Hunt: Van & Gilderoi
Gil drew closer, intrigued. He had been dressed as Pan. Gil knew it would probably upset his parents to know he was dressed as a god of another pantheon, which is one of the main reasons he had chosen this costume. Another, of course, was the excuse to frolick about without a proper shirt on. Though now that was outside, he had donned a black jacket. It was half unzipped, providing a provocative glimpse of Gil's bare chest.
Gil approached with narrowed eyes, not sure whether to believe Van. It was no secret that the kelpie was a distrustful and annoying sort of person. Maybe he was a part of the fox hunt? Or maybe he had found something vital to the fox hunt and had he been hiding it? "Busy with what? Why are you here, instead of with the others?" He prodded Van. "What are you hiding?"