The Thought that Counts

Nila was out on a strange adventure. She was off on an educational mission with a member of the syndicate’s higher ranked members; Elysia. And it felt strange. Her anxiety was flared to the maximum. Kaino was nowhere nearby and she was alone with a saxe. It left a copper taste in her mouth, though that could just be her own blood at this point. She hadn’t dared tell the woman no. She couldn’t have told her no. So not the earthen fae was far from home and far from Kaino. And it made her mask snap further in place than it ever had.

Ely had led them to the call of another. A woman who seemed to draw in the attention of those gathered around her. Or maybe that was just what happened to Nila. She couldn’t seem to take her eyes off her as she spoke. Drinking in the woman’s lesson of trust, intuition and regrets. She felt as if this woman was seeing into her soul with this lesson. Each point connected to something she had been mulling over lately.

She looked at the large beasts. While they were larger than the small gathering of wolves, they didn’t move closer. Nila couldn’t help but wonder if it was intuition or a learned thing passed down from generation to generation. Much like her subordination was.