Midnight Tango

"Understood. "

Slade acknowledged her subtle yet apparent command with a curt nod.
Internally, he was thoroughly pleased and appreciative of not having to eat sickeningly poor foods.
It brought to mind another question that had been venturing in his mental paths a bit longer than desired.

"What is the Artic boy's name, Mistress? "

Ever since the day he met the kid, Slade had been perturbed by the being.
And thirsted to know as much as he could for the plan that he wished to commence.

As he awaited her lyrical words again, he wondered what part of the territory he would take to patrol, which caches needed more fillings, and other places that were destined to be filled more with prey.