“You surprised us,” Thorion said slowly, tilting his head in consideration of the strange beast. “We thought you might be . . . something else. I’m afraid we’ve grown used to being attacked.”
“What a sorry thing to grow used to.” Uhs raised his leg and used it to scratch behind his ear. He wore a tattered breechcloth, and there were strings of colored beads and sharp stones around his neck.
Thorion took a breath to compose himself. “I am Thorion Sveltorious. These are my companions, Keriya Soulstar, Maxton Windharte, and Sebaris Wavewould. We’re here because—”
“I know why you’ve come. I sensed you from leagues away. Never encountered such a mess in all my lives.” Quick as a flash, Uhs scampered nearer on all fours. “You are a dragon,” he observed.
“Yes,” Thorion agreed, disquieted by U
