Ouroboros Spine ii. and leave them

The girl's brow furrowed, dissecting his words and reading something between the lines. Yet, doubt swelled in her heart. Truly, she couldn't be sure of his intentions and that made her wary. 

Mayhaps the shaded hunter meant only to impart this knowledge in politeness -- so that she would not waste her time searching in the wrong place -- and his nature was just brusque. Or maybe he was merely posturing, establishing some sort of claim over the mountains before anyone else could. Whatever the case, the latter was not necessary -- he would find no fight from the horticulturist nor any desire to usurp his hypothetical place.

She set aside most of his words as they trickled to her and waited patiently, glancing up as the onyx brute stated she was to find him afterwards. This did not seem out of place to the dove, who assumed herself to be the newest recruit and therefore lowest on the metaphorical totem pole in whatever hierarchy their group operated on. 

The pale agouti dipped her head in understanding and then turned, trotting away with some haste as if still not quite sure that he wouldn't snap at her hocks or lunge from behind as she showed him her back.