Swiftcurrent Creek witch hunt

Arric sighed. Hate those ones. They never stand still to put up a good fight. Arric blinked and gave a soft growl. Well that's great. What is this shebeast's deal.

Arric hated nothing more than liars and bullies and this woman seemed to be both, but there seemed to be more to teh story than what Reverie was telling. Oh he had no doubt that Moss had been honest, but Reverie was starting to make him worry that she was lying about things. He liked her sure, she was his friend absolutely, but well he just wasn't sure where her head was at most of the time.

Bellatrix? or Jasmine? Swordfish? The hunting party? We gonna leave Sword here to protect teh babies and the girls?

He was primarily worried for the babies. The girls could probably take care of themselves, but he couldn't expect them to take care of the babies and themselves. Moss would probably stay too, but he felt she would be an advantage in a hunting party too, unless Akavir bade him stay again, which was irritating, but he'd do it.