Noctisardor Bypass pins n needles

The den father had been relieved of his guard duty for a time and he was searching for a meal, or a place to catch a few minutes of shut eye, when the scent of raccoon thrilled his nostrils. They were difficult to catch being such crafty creatures, but he thought he had a chance, so he followed that scent. It wasn't long before he was stopped again though; the woman who stood before him was not a raccoon and not familiar.

The scent she carried was herbal; there was also some mark of Anselm on her, which made the man scowl. How many bodies were loyal to that fool, and why were they amassing here?

Who are you? He called to them, with an edge to his voice that made him sound like a traffic cop. Glaukos stared her down.