Quinnat listened to the trespasser’s speech, every word of it. His jaw was taut but his expression was otherwise impassive as she spoke of a heroic rescue. Quinn had been in the area, perhaps too far away to hear the cry? But he heard Shifty’s whisper to his self-proclaimed saviour - and that shattered any doubt Quinnat’s mind had been plagued with. They were lying.
Gabriel spoke, showing concern for Shifty and disdain for the Duskornan woman in equal measures. Quinn listened but his eyes weren’t budging from Shifty. Devotee was what the Duskorna Monarch had called the wild dog. But how could that be if the two had only just met?
His head turned to Shifty. The corners of his eyes crinkled, narrowed but still hovering above a smile. “What do you know about your new deity?”
“Maybe it’s better to have one fewer in our number than one more who doesn’t want to be here.” The tip of his tail flicked and the feathers protruding from it rippled as he glanced at his fellow Verdantians. Then his gaze swept to Enya, and remained there. By now, it was obvious that there had been no call to draw the Duskorna woman into the territory.
"Why are you really here?”
Gabriel spoke, showing concern for Shifty and disdain for the Duskornan woman in equal measures. Quinn listened but his eyes weren’t budging from Shifty. Devotee was what the Duskorna Monarch had called the wild dog. But how could that be if the two had only just met?
His head turned to Shifty. The corners of his eyes crinkled, narrowed but still hovering above a smile. “What do you know about your new deity?”
“Maybe it’s better to have one fewer in our number than one more who doesn’t want to be here.” The tip of his tail flicked and the feathers protruding from it rippled as he glanced at his fellow Verdantians. Then his gaze swept to Enya, and remained there. By now, it was obvious that there had been no call to draw the Duskorna woman into the territory.
"Why are you really here?”