Two Eyes Cenote Brahminy

“The man gave it to Legend, and Legend gave it to me," comes her answer, eyes falling from Tavina’s face to the unknown substance once more. “Do you think it is wise?” She asks abruptly before her ears fall in a heated flush, thinking better of the rash question.

“I am not doubting that wolf consumption is a shrewd choice– only that Muat-riya has great need of their doctor.” To speak nothing of Eset’s need for her.

“Maybe we should find a volunteer, so you will be available to study the effects, and we can compare those to a rabbit.”