[b]”But I don’t-“[/b] before Talbot knew it, Phillip walked away to Zaino. [b]”-spar…[/b] the sorcerer huffed loudly, lowering his arm and glowering at the floor. He knew that Phillip was just trying to be friendly. The Plegian cavalier was a good man, loyal and kind. Yet, he seemed to be aloof at times. There seemed to be many aloof people here… he winced when the horse nudged him, and he looked up at his steed. He seemed friendly. Rubbing the horse’s nose with his good hand, he walked toward Silas and Neo, who were standing over a body.
The body was a red haired woman who slumped on the warm ground was bleeding heavily from the head. Talbot sucked in a breath and noticed it was Ambra. What would happen if she was gone? They’d have no healer. His brown eyes flicked back and forth over the scenery, looking for the blond hair of Helena or the dark hair of that Shepherd bandit. He decided that he was just going to stick with the name of “Shepherd Bandit”. It fit him perfectly. He looked cunning, strong, and very… shady. If he was a Shepherd, why would he act as if they didn’t belong to the same faction?
His eyes looked back at Silas and Neo. [b]”What are you two doing standing around and gawking like bloody idiots?”[/b] he hissed, very frustrated at their stillness. [b]”We have to get this woman on a horse and leave this place.”[/b]
“Leave?” A shadow flitted near them. He looked up to see the Wyvern Lord woman land near them, the dragon growling as his taloned feet touched the ground. The woman was a beauty; long, golden hair, with piercing green eyes. Yet, her personality deemed her appearance useless. Talbot wanted nothing to do with a woman who stunk of liquor. “Tell me, little lambs, where are you to go? You are in the wolf’s maw now, and his teeth have clamped down. Did you know that there is a camp of Ylissean soldiers that is not two days from here?” her eyes cut through them. The wyvern growled again, and she leaned over to stroke his scales on the ridge of his nose sensually. “And I once thought you were smart.”
[b]”I-“[/b]
“You’re Shepherds, I know. I can tell. I was one too.” she interrupted. “You may call me Lumara. Mind if I tag along?
Talbot narrowed his eyes and looked over the woman and the wyvern. He didn’t trust them… [b]”Your wyvern will eat all of our rations in an hour.”[/b] 
Lumara snorted and actually looked offended. “Caius knows how to hold himself back. He takes food from my lips every time I allow him to. And he’s the smartest person I know. He can fly ahead a day or two and come back to tell us if there’s any enemies nearby.” she replied coolly. “I’m telling ya. You’re closed in. If you want to leave you can try to. But…” she let the last word roll off of her tongue slowly, curling a finger around her hair.