He reached Nydia’s camp and walked through the tents stoically, barely reacting as soldiers pushed his shoulders and scuffled around him.
Pulling back the flap at the entrance of her tent, he saw her leaning over the table, pointing at a map with warriors gathered around her. She was giving them instructions for an ambush of a nearby panther shifter colony.
He patiently waited to the side as she gave her orders, and the warriors cheered their battle cry. They exited the tent. Their faces were solid and determined. Nydia always knew how to rile the soldiers perfectly to execute her goals.
“Nydia,” Hammer said sternly.
Nydia whipped around to face him, a smile crossing her face. “Hammer,” she said, approaching him and shaking his hand. “Good to see you.”
“Likewise,” he responded, follow
