Elder Moonchild gives a conflicted smile, "My child the hybrids have again appeared. It seems your sister remains unsatisfied with you on the throne. She sends her children to burn the border towns, steal their pups and their women. She must be stopped."
"What kind of hybrids?" I whisper trying to hide my confusion, this wasn't taught to us in school. Elder Moonchild notices my confusion but says nothing, "They're still a mix of wolf and fire fox. Their scalding touch is what's burnt down two villages this morning my queen."
"How would you suggest I proceed Elder Moonchild?" I ask, studying her reactions as closely as she studies me. The question seems to surprise her and she stumbles finding words --to see a seer stumble was a sight. Silver strands of hair come loose from her bun as she vigorously shakes her head momentarily before pausing for a long second.
