Sable's POV
I apologized to Dax the next morning, same as Rook told me to. He didn't say much back, just gave a stiff nod and walked off, and I figured that was about as good as it was going to get for now.
Yarrow found me a few hours later, a bundle of dried herbs tucked under one arm, her expression more purposeful than usual.
"Heard about last night," she said.
"I figured everyone had."
"Camp like this, news travels faster than sound." She studied me for a second. "You scared yourself pretty bad."
"I scared everyone."
"That too." She adjusted the bundle under her arm. "Which is why we're doing something different tonight. Full moon's out. I want to try channeling your power on purpose instead of waiting for it to explode out of you whenever somebody pushes the wrong button."
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