Luneshale Pass candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker

a greeting is offered and ignored. she would not waste the breath in her lungs on simple formalities. not for these beasts. 

she gave a silent blink as her focus shifted to the prize hidden beneath the sand-devil's paw. 

"what is it you want?" came her bark of fury. 

each moment lost here was one taken away from the schemes she frantically plotted in her mind. too many bodies to watch, too many moves to make at once.