Dragoncrest Cliffs take up your broom, no gods are left

East released small huff of laughter at his uncle's jibe. He supposed she didn't feel so high and mighty now without her friends, especially since now she was at their complete mercy. She asked what they wanted from her, and he thought it was obvious, but he looked to Heda to wait for her to enlighten the the woman.

Caiaphas. He wondered if that was the bitchy dark-faced wolf from the sound that day--the one who clearly needed a man in her life. He looked with mild interest to their captive, waiting for her answer; most of his attention was focused on making sure she didn't get up, though. He stood close enough to intercept anything she might try and felt confident that Vercingetorix would cover what he couldn't.