Aftermath: Rook & Sthelada
Becoming a Hound was unlike what she'd expected. It was forcing Sthelada to come out of the shadows, literally and interact with others on a level she'd never done before.
She smiled slightly and nodded. "Thank you," she murmured. "Take care of him. And be safe." She didn't want to intrude too much. She both envied and did not envy the pair. While she was painfully lonely without Xinoteus, watching him suffer for months as he fought the Beckoning had been a special hell.
While she didn't fade back into the shadows as was her habit, Sthelada took a care not to be too noisy in her retreat. She could find another part of the theater to lurk in until she could get enough blood for the trip home.