'
Now it was Kalus who did not understand.
'But how does this passing touch me?'
'I think that perhaps one day you will answer that question for
me.'
The Mantis turned and retired to his lair. Kalus stood watching for a
moment, then turned himself and retreated toward the shelter of the
smaller cave: wondering. Akar had already passed that way before him.
Chapter 7
The hours passed slowly. Using the wood Akar had brought him, Kalus
built a small fire and they divided the cooked meat between them.
Sylviana had protested slightly, but given in when informed that
regardless of the Mantis' decision, there could be no more free meals
of sebreum.
There was an air of restless tension in the small enclosure. For though
being banished from the mountain did not mean certain death, it did mean
a much harder and more treacherous life. Both Kalus and the wolf knew
just how difficult living without a home could be; Sylviana could only
imagine it.
Akar had not forgotten that he and the girl were already welcome to
remain there, but he kept this knowledge to himself. His friend needed
the companionship of her own kind, and he had made a pact of mutual
protection, however tentative, with the man-child. And Akar was a
creature of his word.
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