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

renard was sadly unfamiliar with the court’s members thus far – and how long would that last. they were familiar with connecting the dots. they slid forward, shadow-quiet, until they stood behind colin’s shoulder, the violet gleam of their eyes sliding from the back of his neck and to derg, echoing colin’s question: “and where?”

they were not aware of anyone having stepped into the saints’ canyon lately – surely someone would have found that important information to pass on. ...or maybe they were giving the saints too much credit. the likelihood grew with each passing day.

there was no doubt that if the court didn’t already have it out for them, it would soon, but this on its own was hardly a pointed statement. renard looked the kid up and down – he had guts, but what did that matter if you didn’t have the brain to use them? “that's the same we’d do if someone pissed in redsand canyon. and it’s not formally ours yet either.”