Emberwood Bite It

Reverie was beginning to feel a little flustered, torn between focusing on her own curiosity about the woman and her escape route. She could hardly resist the allure of another connection to Kvarsheim and, by extension, Bjarna. But did she really want another incident like the one with Riverclan?
Then Sadey said something that caught her attention. Something about Swiftcurrent Creek. Reverie recalled something Lestan had said to her when they first met, about bad folk. Sadey didn't seem like bad folk to her, with her pretty stormcloud colors and her roughshod but benign demeanor, but that wound...
Reverie was not a wolf suited to deception. Though she tried to hide her mounting suspicion and fear, it was written all over her face and posture as she took another step back. Then another. Um... She said, distracted now. Something like that. Sorry, I should go...