Moonspear les miens

Noctaryn accepted Viskani's touch with a fleeting smile and a subtle nod. She had heard him and that was enough.

He listened to her words, and when her speech came to an end, the silver male slowly placed himself behind the Matriarche and her son. The male was not worried so much about the ones who stood against them, but rather the one who stood against his mother now, resting himself over her as if he were a pup.

With silver daggers, he glared at Chaudry, watching every twitch and subtle movement the other male made. The truth will come, and Noctaryn will be ready to do what must be done to protect his Viskani--regardless of who it may be.

His gaze flitted between Chaudry and all those who gathered ahead, all waiting for proof.