One for the Wife

Sirius waited for the small intruder to make her way back to the Oasis. He had sent her off to speak to her cat companion, and gather anything she might need for a trip. He had expected the diversion to be a quick one, and passed now around the water's edge. Where was she? The shadows grew a little longer, and Sirius believed the small woman had fled rather than face the Warlord who’s land she had trespassed upon. He let out a soft sigh, having had little intention to let her off so easily. Her punishment had been labour, and even then he hadn’t intended to let her go.

No, he would capture her, and take her as slave for fleeing. He whistled to Marshal, who immediately began to search for the woman from his aerial advantage. It wasn’t long after that before the vulture returned to him, and he followed the bird. The moment he saw Odette, she was - to his surprise - still on his land. If she was fleeing, she wasn’t doing a very good job of it. “Odette?” he asked, a gentle chasting in his tone. Why hadn’t she met him at the Oasis?