It wasn't so great a change, but Leith noticed it in the way she met her gaze as their hands shook, then in the way that she allowed Leith to stay closer to her as they continued. The Legionnaire had still not given Leith her name, but the Rathari didn't press. Her tail swished more erratically in ...

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There was a small war happening in the oily pits that starred Areya in the shadowed tunnel. The small remaining bit of logical brain chuckled at the irony of Areya keeping her distance from Leith only to now come so close, to help, yet in the moments when Leith could pose the most danger to the wom...

There was nothing that warned her when the tendril came out and grabbed Areya. Leith started and brandished one of her knives, but could see the outline of the Legionnaire, no hesitation or fear as she chopped once, then twice at the appendage, knowing any interference from her kitchen knife would ...

Dark oily pools took the long assessing stare with the patience of an ocean predator, nodding in greeting when Hui introduced himself. “A pleasure to meet you Hui Ming.” She wasn’t precisely sure how the young man factored into all of this, but got the sense his role must be of some import the way ...

There were many things Leith expected when she explained her purpose for visiting the warrens. The brief look of anger and perhaps disgust was among them, but what wasn’t was the woman complying quite immediately to her request. As Areya explained the need for stealth, Leith's large black eyes blin...

There were a lot of things that Leith missed in those moments. She didn’t notice the reason the other abhorrent rat-like creatures fled not because she had stabbed their brethren, but because of a thrown rock, and presumably more so because of the presence of another individual. And just as she did...

25th of Glade 121, Afternoon It wasn't for a particularly good reason that Leith found herself in the Warrens. It had all begun when a tea vendor she frequented at the docks gave her a strange glowing mixture, tempting her away from her usual green tea. Apart from the visual appeal: a faint blue au...

Leith watched with undisguised interest as Faine carefully carved off sections of the ginger for adding to the rabbit and to simmer with the onions in the pot lid for half a minute before being added to the stew. She darted distracted glances between Faine as they spoke and the other rabbits that s...