Bramblepoint under pregnant skies she comes alive like miss leviathan

lasher did not know what he feared, not until he considered it -- the threat that peregrine would not return was a thought quite awful to him, and so he had translated it into fear of beasts, though he knew well that they were the same that roved their common lands now.

he was stung by the panther's withdrawal, but not upon the basis of the words -- rather, that their time had come so swiftly to an end, with none of their normal preenings or slow banter to mark the occasion. yet he scolded himself for such puerile folly; each moment was to be treasured.

he nodded, a quiet smile upon his lips. "until we meet again," the druid murmured, holding peregrine's eyes for a silent moment.