Whispers catalogued the information on their enemies distractedly.  Her pensive pose showed that she was deeply troubled, and her gaze traveled slowly through the room between the forms of those with silver tattoos.  As soon as she had the meeting time, she gave Dusk a kiss on the side of the lips and managed a sensual smile.  “It was nice to meet you, Sapphire.  I hope we can work together soon.”<br/><br/>Whispers thoughts were heavy in her heart, though, and she was quick to break away from the group and head back down stairs.  She crossed to the table where her friends were flirting with two tall, handsome, scantily clad brown men.  Whispers found herself smiling distractedly at the loincloth clad hunks.  This was not so much because attraction to them was on her mind as that they reminded her of home.  She leaned her hands on the table—giving the two hunks an even better view of her cleavage.  She spoke in River Tongue.  “I’m going to go check on the owls, girls.  Please have fun tonight, but be ready to fly at first light.”<br/><br/>She looked up to the two hunks and, noticing their incomprehension, gave them a playful smile and continued in Forest Tongue.  “Good afternoon, cousins.  My name is Whispers on the Night Wind, war leader of this band.  Please show my girls a good time tonight.  They fly to war come the dawn.”  She touched her heart, bowed and then turned away.<br/><br/>Gentle Beam started to rise.  “I’ll go with you, Captain.  None of us should walk alone tonight, right?”<br/><br/>Whispers turned with a grin, “I’ll be fine.”  She disappeared into the crowd.  Beam pondered for a moment, then whispered to Savannah Moon, “Something’s bothering her.  Please pack for me, sister.  I’ll see you co me the dawn.”<br/>The black girl caught the redhead and gave her a quick but sensual kiss before she could go, but made no complaint.<br/><br/>A few minutes later, Whispers was well on her way towards the city gates and again lost in thought, with Gentle Beam following a dozen yards behind.<br/>