The air was too thick with the scent of the Dreamers for him to distinguish anyone else coming toward him. It had been merely the sound of him that had given it all away. Ears flicked back to see the stranger appear, reeking even more of the Dreamers than this woman did. While he should have thought of why she smelled so strongly of them, especially when the Utinas ought to have smelled strongly of the Tribe. But that did not register for him as the stranger appeared.
Vysengi growled as he turned slightly, keeping the woman before him, dagger on her throat and hand on her mouth to keep her voice from reaching. But it was too late, wasn't it? He had been heard. His eyes quickly looked for the stoat, and he kicked himself. He ought to have killed the thing immediately. Sloppy, too sloppy. "Be quiet, you!" yelled the man back at him, pressing the dagger ever so slightly into the woman's neck. "I'm not afraid of harming her before bringing her back." He pressed his lips against her ear, muttering into them, "I'm sure he'd prefer if you were intact.."
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