Qeya River Clubhouse

lambs. sun eater's eyes were upon them; he lowered as sheep killer slunk forward. there was something additional to the man's movements that the lanzadoii hunter could not quite place.

it veiled sheep killer in a mystery that sun eater might one day need to parse for himself. but not this hour, reserved as it was for his assessment of the river-wolf's ability.

his companion was swift and did not wait to rush the sheep. sun eater curved his path away, driving off the rams, the ewes. he would describe a smooth wheeling back to sheep killer, some steps behind what path the other had chosen.