Firestone Hot Springs gibbous

when anoré halts abruptly, it's all atoztli can do to avoid collision. she straightens, mentally dusting off her composure.

a great pause follows. atoztli is impatient, and nearly interrupts anoré with her impatience. observing the turn in her neck, she claps her mouth shut, ears forward.

no real change in her expression, atoztli notices. this informs her that perhaps killing is not unusual in anoré's culture. as far as the method goes, anoré alludes that whatever she'd done to him, it was significantly horrible.

this tickles atoztli's interest, up until the conversation is redirected back to her. i leave for adventure. when you leave this man, how did you make it so he dies the day you left? her mind dances with possibilities from witchcraft to forced sterilization; she hopes sincerely it is the latter.