Larksong Grotto All my friends are heathens

indra listened to the short narrative with both her long ears pressed forth; it appeared he had a mentor to teach him such things. she felt a pang of jealousy for a moment - reek hadn't taught her anything. the closest she had to a mentor was shreya, and shreya was gone!

the momentary wallow of self-pity was shortlived as seff's next question caused her to give pause, scrambling for an answer. she didn't want to be honest and tell him why - that was dangerous -- but she didn't want to lie either.

"for safe-keeping." she answered lamely, her eyes averted. she had never been a liar, and it showed plainly by the sudden shiftiness of her eyes.