“Shhh,” he murmured, and sat down next to her. He moved his hands for a moment in military sign she didn’t recognize, and then, with a frustrated expression, drew in the dust on the ground.
She could read Deklegi script just fine: one man, hunter or farmer.
Not a threat – but right now they wanted nobody to know they had been there, much less to be able to give a reasonable description of their appearance. She nodded and lay flat on the ground, concentrating on being as quiet as she could be. Next to her, Carrone did the same.
In the silence, she could hear the occasional twig snap as the man below them moved along. He had the quiet step of someone used to the terrain, but she had the ears of someone who was being hunted and had been many times before. From Carrone’s expression, his ears were nearly as good.
The man was tracking something – she hadn’t left tracks, had she? It was too late to fix that, if she had. If he came up here… Continue reading