Zoe stuffed a handful of ammunition into her pocket and followed Rends off to the side as he called to her.
"Do you even have to ask? I mean, you are the alpha now."
Her eyes glinted playfully as she then ushered her new leader into the penumbra. Papa Stagecoach, who looked more robust and gregarious than ever, was entertaining a small group of local spirits with highly exaggerated tales of the happenings on his road. She waved in his direction and he grinned back before continuing his story.
Sighing deeply, the Theurge turned to the Ahroun with a discouraged expression.
"I'm gonna be honest with you, friend, ever since Akna I've been very nervous about summoning spirits, even ones we've dealt with before."
She ran a hand through her tangled black hair as she glanced into Luna's face.
"I've always prided myself on having an excellent relationship with the spirits in general, but now I feel like all of that has been lost because we did what we believed to be the best thing in that situation. I'm not saying what we did was wrong, per se, I'm just hoping that Mare Cognitum will look favorably upon us here tonight."
She looked to her friend, brother, and now leader for his response before she began her summons.