Sun Mote Copse whispering her wishes to the threads

"Thanks," Veteran said, made slightly bashful by the praise. But then, he was always slightly bashful around Antha, not to mention a little extra protective.

They began walking back toward the Summit. Veteran threw a glance over his shoulder, checking to make sure the strange man wasn't following. When he was satisfied, he turned back to Antha to continue their conversation.

"I don't really like lying," Veteran insisted, wanting her to think well of him. "But mom says you need to sometimes, if it keeps people safe. And a guardian always does what's needed to keep people safe." Sometimes he thought that his mother was a little too lenient on some things, like rules and the difference between right and wrong. What would Antha think?

Feel free to respond with a fade, or I'll edit on an ending in next week when I get some time off work.