Arrow Lake and half a hurricane

no. praimfaya answers simply. i only stop if i am going this way and i do not go this way often. she’s been here…maybe twice since her parents’ deaths? in truth, she tends to avoid arrow lake as if the territory contained the plague. the dead are gone. the living are hungry. this particular mindset came from a predecessor of her’s. one of the spirits of the commanders rattling around in her head but never persistent enough to take shape. there were a few like that; offering nuggets of wisdom but never lingering too long.

the news that donovan was sending spies draws praimfaya closer to renard, frostbound gaze steady upon him; offering a contemplative twitch of her lips when renard mentions that he hadn’t bothered before. so why now? for what purpose? praimfaya may be a spy but she at least has a reason why. donovan sending spies seems to be unwarranted, especially as she thinks that the wolves of their ‘enemies’ haven’t done anything to cause it. at least, as far as she knows. was this merrick’s doing? sending the saints so that if anything happened it would fall on the saints’ own head instead of ursus’ own?

perhaps praimfaya is too skeptical to believe that ursus was willing to put forth the effort in their ‘alliance’ as donovan and derg were. it was pathetic and embarrassing even for praimfaya who wasn’t a saint for any other reason that to tear them apart from the inside.

will you be gone long? praimfaya asks, wondering how under cover donovan expected them to be. were they to be like her? deep under cover? masquerading as one of their own? or was it just like …see what they could find out at the borders? which sounded …stupid and dangerous especially of the seelie court was already an enemy pack.

and are you going to spy for him? she asks, curious as to why they’re telling her this.