"My lady. Both ships have left the station," the grim faced man reported. "Indeed?" a subtle smile flickered across the woman's blood red lips. "And have both Wolves left as well, Avtar?" "Yes, my lady. Though our informants report that the younger one was most certainly injured, probably severely." The smile widened for a moment. "And where do wolves go when they find descretion to be the better part of valour?" she purred. Avtar frowned but did not respond to what was obviously a rhetorical question. The woman continued to smile speculatively. ************************************************** Thanks to: RDNA, Syrian, Hmann, Darkworld, Wyrmmaster and Lalverson BTW, this uses the lo-rez Vicky2 model This is part of a joint story (The Exeter Mystery) being done by myself and Lalverson. Check out his and my galleries for other portions of it.