Tende altum, volare altius
Name: O'Korro - "Wolf"
Location: Keimara village, Eastern mountains
Time: Sunset on the day of the Journey's beginning
Interactions: Lioness075 Tapfic Elowyn
Korro felt the shadow before he opened his eyes. Fal was standing over him and looked like he was about to say something, only the withered old crone had interrupted him.
He did not need two guesses to know who it was.
When Fal's tail hit him he swatted it away and sat up irritably. When the hand was offered Korro stared at it for a moment, looking up at the owner with no small amount of skepticism.
"Hit me with your tail again and I might have to cut it off." Korro made the threat, but there was a half smile playing on his lips. Finally, he took the hand in graceful surrender, and got to his feet.
"Might as well get this over with." He grumbled in Fal's direction, and started up the hill.
He watched the others carefully, trying to glean their reactions to the old woman. It was Babylon who surprised him: standing stock still as she watched the building burn. Gone was the venomous comments and whining tone. She looked like she was reliving something. It brought about a feeling in Korro that was akin to pity. If he felt that. Which he didn't.
As they began to make their way after the old woman, Korro took a few steps off course to return to the food carts. He pointed to a few choice pieces: a few meat skewers and a small banana leaf bowl of shrimp dumplings, which were given to him with a smile and a heap of gratitude.
As he passed the salty Babylon he held the leaf of shrimp dumplings out to her.
"I didn't bite any, before you ask." He muttered coldly, refusing to look at her as he gave her the food. He was certainly tempted to bite them, recalling how she had insulted him unprompted, but whether it was the 'not' pity, or the act of saving the group of witless young humans, Korro felt that giving her food was something he wanted to do.
When the old crone saw Silver cresting the hill her weathered face cracked in a bright smile.
"Ah my child, you are here. I fear you will have your work cut out for you with this group." She gestured to the figures making their way up the hill. Korro, in particular looked dour and angry.
"Half of them demons bound by my hand, the other half humans who seemingly rush into danger without thinking. Such a lively bunch!" She cackled.
It was not her true form, of course, but the old woman was an innocuous disguise in this little village, a village that had stayed faithful to her even for the hundred years her kind had abandoned them. The queen watched the group approach and had her doubts...No, this was the right thing to do. She owed the people of this world that much at least.
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