LOREN
Loren eyed the young man who approached, though more out of a lack of anything better to do than any real curiosity. When the stranger spoke, however, the healer's eyes narrowed. His expression already dark, grew annoyed and more than a bit cold. "You mean my companion?" His words were short and clipped, and his nostrils flared.
Obviously Astra didn't like either the other man's question or the Launceleyn's mood. She crept behind his back, peering out with fearful eyes at the younger man. "Sorry. She's priceless." Voice still chilly, he reached back and gave her a reassuring scratch behind her ears. However, he didn't take his eyes off the stranger.
Obviously Astra didn't like either the other man's question or the Launceleyn's mood. She crept behind his back, peering out with fearful eyes at the younger man. "Sorry. She's priceless." Voice still chilly, he reached back and gave her a reassuring scratch behind her ears. However, he didn't take his eyes off the stranger.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
