Redtail Rise standing on the edge, face up

she joins the dark warrior on his patrol, falling into step beside him with a brief chuff before going silent again, making her own refreshments to the border.

after a few moments of quiet, she stops and turns to him, eyes raking over his scars, his rugged figure. he's been useful for them, and loyal. he certainly has a rapport with her Berserkr. he is hardly Blod; but where to place him. . .?

you more hunh'er, or figh'er? Avicus asks him. she prefers the latter—placing him directly under Prophet would be beneficial for the both of them, she thinks. 

but she will defer to Ratio and his own knowledge of his skills.