“Ain't a jabberjaw, eh?” Caedyn grinned to the charr keeping
watch like a silent hawk. The charr's blue-gray eyes flicked to her,
solemn and grave as an aged shaman.
Caedyn didn't know much
about this fellow Lantern member (and friend of Zaree's) besides that
she was a Pact member. Well, and that she was as deadly as Bear in a
fight and more silent than Leopard.
The Slayer had been
talking for several hours during the watch, and, though the charr
showed evidence of listening, she never showed much expression or
offered reply. Until now.
“I prefer listening.”
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