[SWE] Capturing the Sun

WESSEX out of the night that covers me If Virion thinks he hasn’t been clocked, he’s sorely mistaken. How silly to assume there wasn’t someone watching him, someone as quiet as a shadow when the sun goes down, who can smell there’s someone new in the crowd - one of her own who doesn’t usually show up. His stalker-like behavior elicits a raised eyebrow from the older woman and she does a quick visual check in with ‘her’ people. Everyone seemed fine and having a lovely evening, so Wessex merely puts a mental checkmark on him from her own place on the fringes of the group. She’d had no intention of bringing attention to herself by interacting with the man, and when Jigano disentangles himself from Melita, she is happy to let him deal with it.  Dancing is not her forte and she doesn’t come bearing any fancy gifts, other than the gift of meat, which she killed herself; there is no expectation that she will receive anything. The venison haunches lie wrapped and tied up at her feet, a new knife with an impressive antler hilt in her belt. Wessex watches, as she always does. black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul