Kintla Flatlands born unto trouble

Swiftly, he gave another hunk of meat a toss and this time, she found minor delight in the fact that he caught it this go around. But it was a fleeting response, for Echelon was not keen on sharing some of her concealed emotions with uncommon fellows. Instead there was something of a pleased flicker to her features, perhaps the ghost of a smile or some otherworldly gesture.

"Now you have it," she said, as though to draw their play to a conclusion. "How was it?" Had his interest in watching her play turned out as interesting as his own? Perhaps he would find her toying around to be a little on the dull side now, and if it were the case then she would find herself not surprised. It would not have been the first, but chances were, it would be the last. For a while, anyway.