~ Diane ~
She joined Tryson for the rest of his foraging simply in case there had been any other Chimera prowling the valley.
He'd discovered a patch of the bloodwort right earlier than she screamed, so after Minos disappeared around the valley corner, Tryson had taken her hand and led her again to the timber where he'd been working.
They were each quiet. Tryson, because he used to be focused. Diane because something was bothering her. Something about this whole scenario that had only come home to her when she'd listened to that male…
She watched Tryson work, quickly and correctly finding the stalks of the plant that held the satisfactory leaves this late in the season, and put them in the small foraging bag he'd brought. As he worked, he explained.
"It's solely the leaves that will
