Hideaway Strath chandeliers and caviar, the war can’t touch us here

 

The call came out and Hemlock turned towards the call. Her movements were without their usual haste, moving with duty rather than outright purpose. When she arrived it was to a female not too far her own stature. That was a surprise to say the least, and it showed minutely in the shift of Hemlock's gaze. Her eyes widened but she didn't say anything, not yet. There were no obvious injuries or scents she could pick up. 

"Why did you summon us?"  Hemlock could explain the summon in the most basic method but everyone's reasoning was different and she was curious what the woman would say specifically. It was different with every person, their reasons and their logic - and the answer would tell her exactly where they went from there.