~ HARTH ~
Harth had cursed it, but there had been no way to make her way down to Elreth and Gar without revealing her position behind the waterfall. She'd considered hiding, but the truth was, they'd find her scent if they were determined. And besides… if she was going to help bring peace between their people… she had to be able to talk to them alone, right?
So, with only slightly shaking knees she'd accepted what she couldn't change and made her way down the trail, calling to them that Tarkyn was traveling back and would be with them soon.
But as she got to the bottom of the trail that wound along the rocky wall of the basin, and pressed through the little trees and boulders at the base of it, Gar and Elreth stood on the shore of the lagoon, waiting, neither of them smiling.
All of Harth's instincts were alerted, screaming alarm. She was careful not to challenge as she approached, but watched them both as warily as they watched her.
