Lion Head Mesa And I miss you in the June gloom, too

His ears pulled forward at the sound of footsteps, bright blue eyes landing on the figure seconds before she called out. Kemal...? Panacea tensed, ears slicking back against his skull as he regarded the stranger. Older; female; alone except for a snake coiled round her leg.

He wasn't reassured.

Not exactly, he called back, then lapsed into silence again, eyeing her warily. He remembered starkly what Kemal had required of him, the sole promise he'd made in exchange for sanctuary. Secrecy. He hadn't expected it to be tested so soon.