LERRIN
Lerrin and Suhle had spent an hour silently navigating out of the Tree City, mostly via creeks and streams to minimize their scent. The adrenalin pumped in Lerrin's veins and he felt less pain than he had ever since the attack. He knew he was healing. By the same token, he knew whenever they stopped tonight he would likely end up struggling to move once he stopped. But for the moment his heart raced and he watched Suhle admiringly. Her ability to nearly disappear into the branches of a tree, or to slip through the forest without disturbing anything or making a noise… he had thought he was skilled, but she left him for dead.
When they'd reached the spot beyond the sentries now posted around the Tree City where she had stashed the bags she'd visibly relaxed, but they remained silent, just in case and crept on, Lerrin taking the heavier of the bags, despite her disapproving face.
