We made our way out for the tribe, and as we did so, the watch guards looked at us with an anxious gaze.
They were mostly looking at Damar, who did not give them the time of day, and Fenric, who walked by my side without even sparing them a glance.
I, on the other hand, glanced.
I saw how they whispered and how they held their spears, crafted with a stick and a sharp stone tied at the end, on alert.
What did they think they could do with that if Damar decided to attack them?
How pathetic.
"Arinya, are you sure you don't want to do it just once?" Fenric asked as we walked deeper into the forest.
"I already said it, Fenric," I said and then glanced at Damar. "Though it's fun, we shouldn't overdo it."
"So you believe mating is fun too, huh?"
I blushed.
What should I say then? That it's exciting and refreshing? That it feels good and makes my body crave even more? I can only say it's fun so as not to put more ideas into his head.
