Hideaway Strath A Test Of Faith.

The words tumbled from Kynareth's lips like an ever-growing river. Picking up speed and passion with every word.
He tilted his eyes to the man - Dorus. Something was wrong.
Something bad. Sacrifice. The screaming. His wide eyes shot to the brindle male. 

Despite what Derg's mind was saying, his heart roared with desire. Hot anger that made him want to round himself onto the defenceless girl too and slaughter her like he should have done to Astara. 

Before he could give in, roars and calls. Defiance. Leigh. He looked to her, his eyes clearly showing he didn't know of this. He couldn't stop this. Didn't want to. 
But another too. An interloper. He now had a target he had reason to hurt. And took the chance. 

Derg lept forth past the slaughter, diving to Sunhawk. To chase him away or battle him to the ground. It didn't matter. Not now.