A Couple Bodies In The Garden

The medic’s thoughts were filled with her, filled with the urge to go and see her; but it was not time yet for their planned meeting. He’d have to be patient, but patience was a virtue – and Caedes was a sinner.

Elysia’s voice broke through the quiet of his thoughts, her voice ringing out from the fur curtain at the entrance to his den. The woman who was the pack’s Effendi-Muqatil, already seeking him out. Caedes lifted his head with a slow, deliberate movement. He let the silence stretch a moment longer than necessary before responding, ensuring she knew she wasn’t welcome to disrupt his peace without consequence. Plus, it was what she deserved considering her nickname for him.

“Elysia. Come in.” His tone was flat, devoid of any concern or warmth – not because it was her, but because he was always like that. He rose from his resting place, emeralds clinical and indifferent as he waited to regard her. What was this visit about, he could only wonder.