The City's Dark Jewel

[Tan Li]

Li knew she was right. Enslavement here was still no better life, but still chains were chains and they chaffed either way. This he knew first hand. But she queried basic instincts. How did he know? Dogma, culture? A wolf was aggressive. And a roan wolf was just as much a wolf as one who was part of a pack. They didn't have thoughts beyond instinct. But then he thought of the things he'd done with his power. He was after all one of these so called monsters.

Perhaps... A slow smile spread to his lips as he realized she may not have thought to provoke action but Li had nothing better to do. It was a new thought - new direction. The world would hate it... but he didn't care.

He forgot his quest, at least as far as hunting went for the moment and he returned his full attention to the inspiration in front of him with a bright smile. "I never presumed to decide your baser instinct, Nhysa. I've seen you fight." He winked.

The action close by with the wolfkin ramped up. It only made Li slightly uncomfortable to have him close enough, but he overheard the challenge to offered. The man who was to fight the wolfkin was not a regular. He looked soft, but soft didn't mean dangerous. Li was proof of that very thing. "Looks as if there might be some fun tonight afterall." He said to his companion.