Lion Head Mesa chardonnay or bordeaux

Reyson looked around him, unhappy. He kept a weather eye on the male behind him. Moving closer to Meadow, encompassing her in his space. He frowned. This was not okay. he didn't like this and it made him infinitely uncomfortable. What was their ploy here.

He felt his throat tighten and the shadows beckoned at the ones in his mind. But he tampered it down. What would he do if something were to happen to Meadow. Oh he'd kill them all or die trying.

He wanted to warn her not to partake in the honey and berries. Had told her before of it. Hoped she would remember or her medical training would surmise that it wasn't good to partake in it heavily.