Deepwood Weald [m] red flax

all focus turned to sulukinak upon her arrival and she did not like it.

chakliux spoke and the girl flashed him an unreadable look, hearing his words and countering them, and you don't know me.

none of them really knew sulukinak. it could be argued that even she did not know herself, having lived such a sheltered life within the everdark, subservient to her shaman mother. a hard habit to break.

dutch gave her the choice as if it were under his control, and for the first time sulukinak looked at him and saw the hurt this conversation had caused him.

she saw and heard the silence of his wife as well, who had not moved to comfort him, and seemed to watch sulukinak with her own strange, unreadable expression.

the girl would not say more.

she would not linger.

as the man cen departed, the panther moved after him and was swallowed by the weald.