Herbalists' Cache in the running and slowing of time

a new verve scorched in other shore's eyes, and sun eater lowered himself for the collision.

he did not spring aside nor evade; sun eater allowed the clutching pinch of seeking fangs, wishing the warrior aspirant to understand what it was she sought.

in the fibres of muscle, in the cords of sinew, a price could be paid for a heavy bite.

he brought his shoulder firm into the juncture of her chest and throat, twisting in the same motion. the blow was not meant to crush, but the connection would be felt.

offense. defense. offense, sun eater snapping up toward one ear.