i took it all for the chase

Aw, he broke his toy. She backed down so easily, and he shifted back into a normal position. One that didn’t tower over her. He regarded her silently for another few moments before he spoke again. When he did, his voice was measured, neutral. “What is your name, and what brought you to thieving herbs in the Marketplace?” though her answers didn’t really matter all that much, he found himself curious all the same.

Besides, Ignita would likely ask these questions of him when he returned to her. He supposed he’d better have at least a couple ready to answer. No doubt, she would take more time and care to know the wolf in the morning. Or would she decide it was better to hold herself apart from the slave? He was curious to see how Ignita would handle this new obstacle thrown in her path.


"Basilisk"