Swiftcurrent Creek pinky and the brain

The boys didn't seem interested. She could hardly blame them - a mysterious enemy had killed and eaten the women in the family (what else could possibly have happened?) and their brother had chosen strangers . Even though he was only a child, Bazi did not think of Trajan kindly. There must be something seriously wrong with the boy - worse than a lisp - to cut ties without so much as a thought to what he was losing. Perhaps they were better without him. Perhaps Bazi was just dealing with her grief.

"He's just hunting for something nice and fresh to eat," Bazi lied to the huddling children. She had no idea where Scimitar was at present, but trusted that he would come back - because why wouldn't he? A thousand potential accidents and attacks flashed behind Bazi's eyes in response. She swallowed, shuffling closer to the boys.