Swiftcurrent Creek The darkness lays on me

"Sitri," she repeated, unsure how to proceed in this role but pulling on some gut instincts. "Yes, the spirits told me you would come. I am glad to see you." In truth, she knew nothing of him, but it was easy to play pretend, especially when he was giving her something so vague to go off of. But soon they were interrupted as the dark-furred brute identified a watcher, and Jinx turned her head to see Ferdie.

She had never met him one-on-one, but she recalled his name from the spring festival. "Ferdie," she acknowledged, beckoning the man forward if he chose to come forward. "This is Sitri. He will be joining us." She sincerely hoped Ferdie would take his leave before she did, merely so she could whisper to Sitri her secret plans to quit the Creek well out of the male's earshot, but for the time being he was welcome. "Did you need something?" she questioned the man, noting the goose corpse accompanying him but saying nothing about it. She swivelled an ear to show Sitri he still had her attention, but her gaze remained on the Creek male.