Two peas

The scent of fresh blood was unexpected, and when Yara returned, it was with what he could only assume was a freshly killed rabbit in her maw. He had excited the cave, grabbing some fresh air himself, and it was here that she found him. He looked at the rabbit in her paws, and growled at her. Foolish Songbird.

“My Lead Healer declared the woods unsafe for hunting, it's for this reason that we are getting supplies from the Col.” He growled, stalking forward and smacking the rabbit from her maw. Perhaps he could have been gentler about it, but the Warlord was working with a lot of pent up aggression. Dealing with a threat he couldn’t face, distance from his beloved. “Use your head, Yara!” He snarled at her.


"Basilisk"