Stone Circle some tides don’t turn

It’s a strange place they’re in right now—the hesitant beginning of camaraderie given when only a week or more ago she had believed he did not trust her—that Colt was at the forefront of her loyalty.

Now, an admittance that she didn’t like the idea of him being in danger—and he gave a soft laugh, if only from recalling his recent words traded with Arric… That Mae would be set out to find him and directly bring him home, if only out of her furious spite.

“I'll be as safe as I ever manage to keep myself. Germanicus is a seasoned ranger,” he murmurs, eyes drifting from Wren to study the man, waiting quietly at the edge of the borders for them. Unreadable.

“The Creek would be better if you stayed there—Moss is still sick, Bellatrix is nursing, and Arric has his hands full…” He trailed off, that lingering pause. “But that’s not an order. If you want to come, you can.”