Dragoncrest Cliffs good lord, what would that sound like without love.

This time it is Artaax that speaks up, the other two remaining silent. Arrille ran off and he mentions one of them went after him, causing her to knit her brows together in confusion. She opens her mouth to speak but hesitates as he continues, speaking of the wolf that knows their tongue. Her teeth click together as she considers this. While the teekon has become more privy to their whereabouts and herself, it does not surprise her, but to know their language? There are so few that fit the bill and she finds she has twice as many questions as she had before, most of them the children will be unable to answer.

“Who went after him?” she asks when she remembers Artaax—or the girls—never offered a name. Blixen only looks a little confused. “What did the man look like?” she asks a beat later, hoping to get a little more information before anything else.

Thuringwethil licks her lips and glances to Eske, knowing the information can no longer be kept quiet. She takes a deep breath and resettles upon the trio. “Arrille committed a crime against Drageda. We didn’t know much until now. Someone from the sound and Arrille showed up at Blackfeather to bring them back here and attack home while we were gone. We are lucky they were not successful in convincing them but they are a danger.”