Sunbeam Lair bury the hatchet

powers, yes, bhediya replied with a nod of her head, mercenaries, hunters; men in general, if i remember correctly. the virtues were the group she was most well-versed in, though she knew a bit about dominions. for powers, she really only knew the basics.

the members of the pack would be invited to the lessons she planned to give her children. if salvatore showed interest, she would welcome him to learn more.

she appreciated his condolences, but thought that they were unnecessary. i'm not, bhe told him with a shake of her head, it is unfortunate, but the experience taught me a lot. over time, as she healed, she knew that things would get easier. the wounds were still fresh, though; it would be a long journey. 

bhediya didn't think that pygmalion would know to come here, but she appreciated salvatore's offer. i'd like that, she told him. dwelling on such things as one's past made for an awkward third conversation. 

so, she introduced a new topic. can you teach me how to patrol? i think marking is self-explanatory, but... what did one have to look out for? when a problem appeared, what were the steps to solving it? the seraph was infinitely curious and hoped that sal wouldn't mind.