Felltree Marsh red duck

the longer sivaak feasted, the more content what grew within her womb became. and once they were content—their mother could think clearly once again. but now she is ever aware of what happens to the north of her. there is commotion.

and the iron scent of blood. that, that is what lures the muradoii.

upon arriving, it is with languid strides. muscle thrumming beneath a scarred hide, tattered by what she has lived, and she is in no hurry. only, she soaks in the view, watching as the two girls quarrel with black scar. sivaak's bloodied mouth visibly reacts; lips pulling upwards, taut, teeth of stained gore vibrating.

a snarl in the cage. strange girl seeks to fight this man, to put into action what sivaak has taught her. but it does not impress sivaak. it irks her. black scar is a man sivaak hunted with—man who has gained some semblance of her respect. sivaak's mind is a thin trap. her heart is like black coal.

she charges in, to not punish black scar, but strange girl. what strange girl think she doing?! the blood-drinker snarls, then lunges to the commotion. uncaring as to how sun eater tries to man-handle strange girl. let him.

she forgets. she forgets that sivaak is not friend, is not mother. sobeille was once slave. she became student at expense of sivaak's rare mercy. now she acts foolish in sivaak's name and sivaak does not take kind to it.