Sequoia Coast the seasalt brothers

"You read my mind."

Dori grinned at his twin, accepted the brotherly smooch (is that a thing?), and got to his feet to follow. He was at his brother's flank within moments, and striding alongside him a second after that. They moved forward like an eight-legged beast, their gaits perfectly synchronized.

Just as they stepped into the shade of the first tree, a scent brushed past Dori's nose. He slowed down, looking across his brother's shoulders into the face of a stranger. "Lethe," he said, loud enough for the foraging medicine woman to hear. "We've got company. A lady."