Noctisardor Bypass I can only point at it and say.

She shook her head at Anselm’s question, though it was an absent sort of movement. I need to speak with him, Druid thought, then mentally corrected herself, I will speak with him. Her mouth opened to tell the two men this plan, though Etienne’s question distracted her, the words never leaving her lips.

No, she said instead, brow furrowing as if she was having trouble concentrating. You two just take care of yourselves.

Without another word, Druid drifted away from the scene which she had stumbled upon only moments prior. The men and their heated discussion shuffled to the back of her mind as she wandered back past the lagoon and tried to remember whether or not Witch—or anyone—was watching the pups.

This uncertainty should’ve driven her to hasten her steps. Druid continued making her way toward Dawnleaf, though she refused to hurry. Every moment to herself was precious.

Last from me! :)