Why Voah Came Back

JP with Omni and Lorem:

She moved herself into a position next to him and put her arm around him, not yet wanting to stress him out more with her purpose. She just sat there with him in silence, listening to his breath and for any far off warning signs of hooves coming across the plains.

Gonyaul felt the one arm and paused in regret. He took a deep breath and surrendered finally to reality. He let his head rest on her shoulder. Voah could feel him relaxing into her.

His eyes were closed. He whispered, “I glad you came back.” He said grateful. “Thank you.”

He felt tired from holding in those tensions he had just told her about.

She didn’t say anything, just massaged her fingers like a gentle claw through his dark hair along his scalp. Would he be more upset when he found out that she didn’t come looking for him yet but found him anyway?

With each pass of her fingers moving through his silken hair and caressing his scalp Gonyaul calmed more. Clarity of thought was returning from the fog of regrets and misfortunes that he had created. He looked out to the horizon and had an inkling that everything was still working for good. Even if he didn’t understand it.

“You meet go well?” He finally spoke, able to think about something other than his woes.

“Release you?” He doubted it because of how she was armored; however, couldn’t hurt to ask.

She yawned deeply and sighed heavily. “I suppose my meeting went as well as it could have… but… I have decided to leave the Inquisition.”

Hoi’s Balls! It hurt to say that out loud.

“The Purger tasked me… with leading an attack against a tribe of Odsier…”

Seeing the tent and remembering Gonyaul’s words, she deducted that he had most likely been with or had at least seen the tribe.

“But I have defected. I’m a maverick… renegade… traitor… and I have to warn them.” she said abashedly, her tired and downcast eyes spacing out into the evening sky.

Gonyaul looked up at her, risking eye contact. His shoulder left her shoulder. He could not believe what he just heard. He wanted to smile but he still couldn’t, one his face had forgotten and two, the words she used to describe her status weren’t positive ones.

More importantly was the warning of an approaching threat towards the Odsier tribe. “Red Hand” he muttered while hiding his right arm so he couldn’t see it. Tiponi and her family, Dorgarag, and the others were in trouble.

“I know where are.” The moment he said that a voice of doubt wondered if this was a trick to get their location. He grimaced at himself, he was not used to distrustful double think.

“Yes, the Red Hand. If the warriors must fight, then so be it but I fear for the innocents, the children.”

Her eyes hurt so much now, she couldn’t keep them open.

“Many innocent. Good people. No fight with Pillars.”

Gonyaul shifted and started to stand carefully. He didn’t realize Voah was tired because his thoughts were to the north and because he wasn’t looking.

“I go tell.” He stretched and gained his balance.

She shook herself out of the stupor.

“No I must go. I must see this through. We ride together. If you will have me still?”

Voah had no clue how far that would be but she would push herself to the very brink.