Iglux̂ follows the frightening man with her eyes, realizing he is stranger than others. He has subversive and dangerous potential, even where his stride finds no advancement. She cannot see his machinations so clearly.
Before blood might ensue, the silver plants cleanly, staggering one foot before the other. She is very careful about herself and the defensiveness that comes out of her by natural force. He’d have her down in a cuff, but it would be the last his hand ever made to move, and secure in this knowledge the huntress allows herself be a spectacle of cutting glass, trenchant and wearing an authority she has never before dared claim.
“River belong not saatsine, but herd beyond. Make careful you walk. Meet next teeth.”
Before blood might ensue, the silver plants cleanly, staggering one foot before the other. She is very careful about herself and the defensiveness that comes out of her by natural force. He’d have her down in a cuff, but it would be the last his hand ever made to move, and secure in this knowledge the huntress allows herself be a spectacle of cutting glass, trenchant and wearing an authority she has never before dared claim.
“River belong not saatsine, but herd beyond. Make careful you walk. Meet next teeth.”
