Herbalists' Cache κ

she speaks for darukaal. not for us. not for you. the words are spat, bitter and sharp. your wife is wrong, he snarls. she lies. she shames. you bleed and she runs. she talks to outsiders. she says you are mad.
his tail lifts high, bristled, body tight with fury. his voice shakes with it. i say she is not lanzadoii. not one of us.
he looks to meleys, to the side of his sister, eyes wild, fanatic. if you say kill, i kill. i spill blood for you. for sun eater. for gods. no traitor walks beside our chieftain. no more. this is his declaration. sun eater will know it. but if you say wait. i wait. if you say spare, i spare. you are chieftain. a concept few in the sun clan seem to understand.
where does the sun clan go?