Silver Lake — [P] Red Alert

Enya had been quick to point out that this stranger wasn't a threat but her next words only made Caedwyn more on guard. Verdantis had attacked her! His fur bristled, rising along his back in anger at her words. How dare those mangey curs go after her! His teeth bared but he did his best to remain quiet long enough for her to finish explaining how she had saved this stranger. So, not only had they attacked her, but they'd attacked this stranger after he'd been rescued? Caedwyn let out a disgusted scoff as he thought about the situation. Those cowards! When Enya began to question the spotted dog, Caedwyn's eyes flicked over to him and watched carefully. Shifty. And he said he wanted to rise in power? Caedwyn's lip relaxed, though his posture was still tense and his fur still bristled in a threatening display. Well, certainly the creatures of Duskorna would welcome someone like that. Desiring strength... desiring power... these were attributes Tsillah would be pleased with. But given that they had just been attacked, Caedwyn couldn't throw caution to the wind. "You know Eon?" he asked, his eyes glancing away only momentarily to look to Eon for confirmation. Surely if Eon could vouch for him then at least they could assume Shifty wasn't a spy. It would have been a rather elaborate ruse to have Enya rescue a spy. A little too elaborate, in Caedwyn's mind. "If you aspire to move up to Eon's level, thats the sort of ambition we need in Duskorna," Caedwyn said. "But it doesn't mean it'll be easy... obviously those rats over in Verdantis will do anything they can to keep us from prospering. " His lip twitched again as a low growl slipped out among his words. "We can't allow such a blatant display to go unchallenged! If they tried to kidnap you two, they might try again to catch one of us off-guard. We'll need to strengthen patrols around the borders nearest Verdantis... and..." He had began to talk rather quickly, his anger causing him to spiral into a frenzy before he realized what was happening. Stopping himself, he finally took a deep breath, his fur along his back relaxing. "But first, Enya is right. We should tend these wounds." --- Speech.