Chapter Twenty-One
Starlyn awoke in the morning to smoke coming from Andron’s pipe. She yawned and noticed the sun not yet rising to the east. Andron kept the bandage made from Starlyn’s torn cotton shirt secured on his pinky. She had brought the clothing to change into while in towns and cities so she wouldn’t have to always wear armor. It seemed that luxury had gone and passed after the attack the night before. Andron seemed to barely notice his half-bitten off pinky as he smoked his pipe. Though Starlyn assumed the pipe weed took some of the edge off.
The four panthers were gone to hide during the day, and she got up to sit next to Andron. They were between two small hills at the bottom, so rest would come easy leaning back against the slope. He smiled at her as she sat, and she retur
