Inscription

With the offerings fully embraced by fire, all that was left to do was to patiently wait for the transformation to complete, the elements breaking down into the potent ash they sought. Methodically they began preparations to collect the remnants, pulling from their bag a half dozen glass vials.

The silence stretched on, interrupted only by the faint crackling of flame. Finally, as the fire began to settle, Sol and Khonsu turned their attention to the silent observer.

Khonsu, with a gentle inclination of his head, spoke first. "I hope we have not disturbed you, miss.” They still had many names and faces of the band to learn, but something told them this wolf was not one of the vicious Saxe monsters they had been brought into bed with.

Sol cleared his throat, interjecting cautiously. “If you are cold, you are welcome to come share in the warmth.”