mirror of fate

Lecter spoke not; he lingered as Tenzin's murmurs drew the snowy monk into sleep. His brow furrowed with concern; he had not expected this, and drew himself to the other's side. Yet Tenzin's breathing was carefully modulated, and Lecter grunted beneath his breath.

Raheerah had hurt Tenzin badly, and Lecter's ire was rekindled. He would not leave the whitefurred man to succumb to whatever the Dragon's whim would be. I will return for you, he muttered near one pale ear, before anger encouraged him to depart the Vale for the present.

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