Scenting the Air - Part 3

LERRIN

There was no Suhle for his bath that even and a small, coiled chill began in his stomach.

He got his own dinner from the cookpots, and met with the resource officers to discuss the need for extra hunting packs to travel further, now that they had cleared the immediate area of food.

He spoke with Asta—carefully—about the continued lack of discipline in the camp and asked her to gather the fist leaders in the morning.

And he went back to the tent and readied for bed, and tried to read. But he couldn't focus. Eventually he gave up and blew out the lanterns, praying she would return. That she would not put herself at risk to avoid his anger.

When high moon arrived and she still had not returned, he became truly worried. He prayed that she would come back. That she woudn't spend a night cold, or afraid, because of him.