Taryn snuggled closer, closing her eyes, feeling safe in his arms. She inhaled the dust, the fur and the distinctly feline scent and felt at home. Reveling in the touch of his paws, Taryn didn't hear the sound that made Raschen tense. She opened her eyes to see two guards sneering at them from the suspended bridge.<br/><br/>'Well, well, looks like we have come at just the right time to prevent a punishable offense." said one.<br/><br/>The other answered, "Oh but if we had held off coming until after we had a few steins, we could have shared tales guaranteed to make us smut celebrities and would have been able to kill the offenders. Now we have to take them to the Fuhrer." he spat over the side of the bridge into the black chasm.<br/><br/>Taryn had stepped back from Raschen, moving surreptitiously  toward her pack where in lay a knife. Something about the hunched backs and nearly chinless faces set with almond shaped black eyes made her skin crawl. He stopped her with an out stretched arm.<br/><br/>"We will gather our gear." she told them, jutting her chin. She thought if she would warn the guards of their plans, they wouldn't have an excuse to kill them and feed them to the bottomless pit.<br/><br/>One guard grunted acknowledgement while the other stood at military alert, hands on his spear.<br/><br/>"Mein Fuhrer has reached a decision.' the chatty guard said, "Move along. We want this business finished." He gestured toward the bridge. "Don't move with suddenness. Mitch is jumpy tonight. He has been eating Hase."<br/><br/>Taryn glared at them, trying to decide if it was just a figure of speech because Hase were jumpy creatures or if the Hyane had actually cannibalized another specie of Beastkin.<br/><br/>Raschen huffed behind her but neither spoke again as they made their way back onto the bridge.