Chapter Ten
"Spear of Darkness"A
cold nose shattered the peace of unconsciousness. His head pounding akin to a tavern aftermath, Raori opened his eyes to late morning. Picket leaned down, filling Raori's sight with nostrils and mane, and blew outward. "You should have called me to my watch," Duinn said, "before running into the wild to commit suicide. That’s not like you, Raori."
Everyone was there, packed and ready to move on. Aramina pranced in front of Raori, wagging her tail and panting happily. Seemingly for the first time Raori realized she acted more like a dog than a wolf. He shook his head. That was not his thought.
His fingers were still wrapped around the spear.
Duinn was watching guardedly with his sword drawn, the tip pointed ever so slightly at the mage. Eahn walked from
