Two Rivers Isle you're a man of profoundly limited intelligence

The sodding boy had made it there first.

Lonesome aimed a glower his way, knowing only that he was lucky she hadn’t smothered him, and moved to the man himself. Her tail bannered up, her eyes flicking over him.

Alright? She’d ask in an oddly soft aside, at least for the normally grouchy healer. Sadey was gone, the gang dwindled to only herself and Colt, and the island they were on wasn’t the greatest home.

The small gods hissed in her ears, but she was getting adept at ignoring them.