ELven-Maiden

Syden looked up, his ears perked. "I hate preists," he muttered, standing up. Quietly, he slippedinto hte forest to look.

Caden winced, but hid his discomfort by examining the knife. it was beautiful crafted, but Caden didn't intend to keep it. He might throw it in the river or something... ...

Cadne shook his head vigorously and pushed the knife away. "I don't want it!" He almost screamed. I don't want it, and i don't want killing to get any easier!"

Syden only sighed, but he kept his mouth shut. only Nicarga knew his secret, and he had no idea what had made him tell her, but anyone esle who knew ...

Caden clenched his teeth. "he was...He was..." he took a deep breath to steady himself. "He was going to kill me, and..." Caden felt as though he was going to ...

Syden gazed uncomfortably at the body. "You should've let him live," he said quietly. "Shot his leg or something. Then we could've learned where hte rest of his pack is. ...

Caden quietly lowered himself out the window, onto the roof below. He had no idea where he was going to go, or even if he would make it, but he ...

"Grey, it would be suicide to trap us all in here," Caden said tiredly. Grey scowled. "i said most the entrances, not all," she said indigntatly. "YOu think I'm that ...

"Well, whatever 'more' this is, it doesn't matter, to me," Syden said quickly, suddenly seeming very anxious. "All that matters is that we survive."

Caden sat in his room, gazing vacantly out the dark window. The moon was high in the sky. "One midnight gone," he murmured. One more midnight, and they'd have to ...

Caden didn't say anything, jsut staring out into a dark corner. He tried to ignore what Liskano was saying, to think about something else, but he couldn't. He didn't want ...

I guess," Syden said quietly, but he hadn't convinced himself.

Caden narrowed his eyes. "I've known people who've been a thief for three decades and not kill anyone yet." HE casually drew his knife and examined the dull, chipped blade. ...

Caden scowled. "And you have reason to think I need to know this...?"

Molton looked up as Caden came up through the cellar. "You've been talking to that Alex girl," he said. "Trust her yet?" "No," Caden said, a little sharper than he ...