mirror of fate

*Lecter* · April 16, 2014, 08:32 AM

okay :D

Lecter assessed Tenzin's movements with a practiced eye, noting the caution with which the monk moved. After a moment's hesitation, the snowy beast took the flowers the madman proffered and the shaman settled himself to engage the male further. Tenzin lapped at the creek's water, and Lecter found himself struck by the other's seeming lack of mistrust for his bloodstained appearance and rank odor, as others were; he wondered what sort of mental acuity — or magick — the monk had, to be able to calm himself in the presence of a stranger.

Matted ears flicked forward as the monk gave a gentle list of his injuries, and the longer that he spoke, the harder Lecter's eyes grew. What wolf could have hurt this softhearted beast? He immediately suspected the black dog, but the shaman had no true reason beyond spite to accuse Raheerah of such things, and so he let the supposition die. Tenzin's wounds were relatively fresh; perhaps he had been attacked just before the rockfall.

The monk explained that he had been tossed about like so much flotsam upon the tempestuous surface of the sea, and Lecter could not hide the glissade of anger that rippled through him and raised his hackles momentarily. It is a truly stupid beast that would hurt one so kind. Jaws gaped in a maddened smile for several seconds. Shall I curse the cur for you? He wished to shock Tenzin a bit, if only for his own amusement, but somehow he doubted that the snowy wolf would agree to the dark and pagan rites of the madman.

Warm springs. Lecter was reminded of the hot water where he had spoken with Njal, but Tenzin's tone did not imply that the place he spoke of was dangerous. He felt now the days of tension in his own shoulders, from tending without rest the injured of the Vale, and nodded. I will come with you. But not for too long; I must mend your wounds. Perhaps the water will cleanse them. Inclining his head, implying that the monk lead, Lecter fell into step beside his agemate, eyes scanning the surrounding foliage for any watchful eyes.