Northstar Vale what will be will be

The ice of the world was dangerous, then. Antigone would not forget this lesson.

The boy did not miss the way her eyes inspected him. He wondered if he had bothered her, again. The softness of Meadow’s features was almost… Antigone realized that she had reminded him of Tamar, in that moment. Had she worried for him? This may have been the reason for her shift in tone.

Meadow suggested that they might follow the smelly man to be certain that he had left their pack. He didn’t wish to admit that this didn’t sound like an enjoyable task. It was something that might have been necessary, though. The stranger’s red eyes flashed through the Gnosis’ mind. He wondered where that man had come from to arrive in such a poor state. Perhaps the cold would eat him, still.

It was her second suggestion that drew his ears to an interested point. Meadow wanted to clean herself after treating the man. Antigone offered her a smile.

I can show you the spring where I bathe. I will show you the best ways to remove stench. This was something that he could teach her. It felt good.