Desire Denied

Pol, Caster, and Goodie loaded their wagon as Avarice flew from perch to perch, squawking unwanted advice. Ayitah helped, even though she wanted Pol to stay. “It’s probably a good thing you are leaving,” she said to Pol. “This place is cursed, too many people are dying.”

“You could go with us to Tsuwa’tel’da,” he said, lifting a box over the sideboard.

“You could stay,” Ayitah countered. “Mother said you’d be welcome in the Bird Clan.”

Pol glanced at Castor and his white wolf and Ayitah quietly said, “Just you.”

“I promised Goodie we’d get her to Tsuwa’tel’da,” Pol answered.