Sunspire Mountains the things that you've got coming will consume you

having led them to the kid, renard returns to the background, eyes trained on riley as his hackles bristle. the flatness of his eyes isn’t enough to mask the discomfort of wounds that deep, though they appreciate the attempt.

derg has already hurried forward. at least he has a grasp on the most important questions; colin lingers behind him but says nothing. renard still hasn’t heard him speak a word. they pace a slow loop behind the gathering, scenting the air, but all that lingers out of the ordinary is saints and blood.

“the willows?” attention drawn back by his admission, their eyes rake again over the deep wounds in the kid’s flank. doesn’t mean anything that they can chase him off, but at least they’re willing to get their hands dirty. stare shifting back to derg, they smile. “think donovan’d like to hear about this?” think this will be the kick he needs to do something?