Ankyra Sound best served cold

When the boy asked about their plans, Firefly glanced at Caiaphas - then beyond her. She was already blurry in his gaze but as he fixed his eyes on the dark forest, she became a black-capped smudge. Then she spoke, and he alerted to her voice and focused as best he could on her — a hunt? A short burst of a fell wind blustered through the trees and he thought he felt the chill of winter sting at his scars; he looked to the boy next, but didn't say anything. If he was going to prove useful to anyone, Firefly knew he would have to face his anxiety and the monsters in the shadows -- so he moved around both of them on an untercept course with the nearest gap in the trees.