Moon in the Snow

The stranger caught her attention well before he came upon the wall. She didn’t alert, simply watching him to be certain he would stay on the loner’s side. It seemed, however, when he spotted her, that he wanted to play games.

There was a certain visible surprise that wracked someone who wasn’t expecting a branch to snap under their paw, and his deliberate way of going told her plenty as she watched him duck back into the shadows. As he traveled along, she didn’t focus directly on him, instead following the sense of movement through the dark with her peripheral.

With the gust of wind, she had a feeling Loshir’s scent had probably been revealed. The cat, too, gave a soft, peeved noise only she could catch.

As the man was still on the outside of the wall, Aurielle simply watched him, patient as ever. If he moved on, he moved on. If he fancied a chat, she’d oblige to a point. And if he wanted trouble… Well, he’d get a painful reckoning.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think