Redtail Rise The Conversation of Eiros and Charmion

She didn’t need to verbalize when a nod sufficed. Masque didn’t move, letting him initiate the walk, first by flanking her. Without even thinking, she assumed a slightly lower carriage than his own. He might’ve been younger and a bit smaller, though he was far more assertive, so it came naturally for her to accede to Ancelin.

With that said, Masquerade was never more in her element than when she was skulking about the rise. With quiet confidence, she strode forward, leading the way. Although Ancelin had made it quite clear he didn’t want to practice until another time, aloofness and slyness both came to her so naturally, he would likely learn a thing or two despite himself.