Teiran listened to the other woman speak and if she had the social faculties she may have laughed over their similarities. She too had come looking for potential trouble and found none, and she had been both disappointed and satisfied. Not that she wanted to find any threats to her people or her home, but she also might have enjoyed doing a bit of surveillance. Instead, she had been forced to mingle and socializing was low on the Solterran's to-do list.
And here she was, having to do it again. Cruel irony.
"You might try looking at your own people," and she did not say it to be cruel or sharp. No, Teiran knew all too well how the ones you shared your home with could devastate everything. The Davke had risen from the desert sands she knew so well and burned her home and killed the citizen of her Court. "I met one whom wields a blade from his tail, which seems a little convenient," her voice was dry, monotone. Perhaps Raymond had caught her off guard with his amiability but she did not really trust him. She did not fully trust anyone.
The winged woman's observation was not a surprise. Teiran carried the smell of sun bleached sand in her skin, wore the hardened expression of a Solterran native. She was carved from the Elatus Canyon, born of the Vitae Oasis. At the same time, though she did not know which Court her companion belonged to, for Teiran had never traveled to any but Delumine, she recognized the same smells clinging to this one as she had the red man. She guessed Dusk, for she heard regularly that Denocte liked their oils and fragrances, and this warrior carried none of that on her hide.
"You didn't find what you were looking for then, I take it, if you are still searching," Teiran assumed, because she felt the same way. If you eliminated the location of danger, there were less places for it to be lurking. If her Court did not need her, the rose hued woman might have spent more time looking. But there was work to be done, and if something were to happen while she was gone then who, she wondered, would put themselves on the line like she to protect it?
Not that she didn't think there were others capable of fighting for Solterra and its people, but Teiran knew she was more than equipped to do it and would, without hesitation, shed blood if it meant keeping them safe. It was what she had been trained to do, afterall. It was, really, one of the only things she knew.
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