Moonspear i already drank that cup.

Yami frowned at his comment, but didn’t bother correcting him. This was a terrible place for loners. It was a terrible place for anyone. There was hardly any grass for prey animals, meaning there was hardly any prey for carnivores. Perhaps birds could find insects to feast on and could do so without fear of being eaten themselves, but otherwise this was a land now fit for none but rats and vultures.

The thought made her heart hurt, so she buried it.

”The view,” Yami answered shortly, looking away from the man. Perhaps he would go away if she stopped looking at him. Being unpleasant certainly wasn’t working.