Toxic Rain

He looked at the lioness wide eyed at her barbed accusation, his eyes flashing to Malleus quickly fearing for his life. “She won’t hurt you.” He insisted quickly, although he had no way of knowing that was true. Cautiously he stepped between the lioness and his leader, bearing his throat for the blackened male to see as a sign of submission.

“This is Cannival.” He introduced. “She is a friend I met while in Boreas.” He explained “And it seems she’s taken ill since the last time I saw her“ He said, subtlety emphasizing the word and hoping Malleus caught his meaning. “I’m sure she’ll be grateful to anyone that helps her and heals her, she would most certainly be indebted to any pack that can cure her of her affliction.” He added, his heart thudding all the while, unsure if he was making a case for his actions or digging himself into a deeper hole.

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