Exton

Ob leans close, listening to Raina tell of her body art. He feels Stoney's mind still, then notices how very still his body has become. He tries to get Stoney's attention, but can't touch his mind through the single thought. It is more a roaring in the mind.

Reaching across the table, Ob touches his hand. Stoney's head whips, piercing Ob with a deadly stare. Stoney's breathing is shallow. Ob watches him flare his nostrils, scenting the air. Something has upset his normally peaceful bro, and for the life of him, Ob has no idea what it is.

The conversations around the table continue, Ike and Tori picking up on the tension. Ob eases Pandora into a seat, kissing her cheek. The only difference in the place is the man at the bar ordering from Monty.

Ob watches the stranger as he settles at a table. He looks back at Stoney and touches his mind. Amigo,que? Dude... what's wrong?

Stoney leans closer to Alise and kisses the top of her head, nuzzling her hair gently. He takes a deep breath of her scent, filling himself with her floral essence. He shakes his head at Ob and sighs.

A scent, faint, half remembered, but made me think of someone. *Un bâtard d'un loup. He made our lives hell. Forget it bro. It was an errent smell.

Stoney slides an arm around Alise' chair, teasing his fingertips over her bared belly.

**"Mon Chaton? Nous pourrions t'obtenir une bande des fleurs bien ici…."


*A bastard of a wolf.
**We could get you a band of flowers right here....