Shadow Mountain Night Cafe for lonely cynics

"treason? to depart calamity?" mahler rejoined, more sharply than he had meant. "vhat kept me vas diaspora. i am its general. there are pups to be tended, too young yet to fend alone." who were these leaders, that would judge sarah so harshly for seeking survival elsewhere? "there is a place for you among us," he offered. she seemed a loyal sort, or she would have already left off their foolishness.
lavender eyes fell upon her; he paused his step to scent the air. "vhat is done is done; ve must make the most of it now."