~ ZEV ~
It had been a helluva morning. The moment he appeared in the Courtyard the questions and requests for decisions began—especially since Sasha was spending most of her time trying to help the females. Zev soon discovered he couldn't make it two steps past one male before another appeared to take his place with yet another question. So he'd given up.
He took a seat on the wall again, just feet from Chet who had a pile of leathers and fabrics next to him that he was fashioning into bags.
First Zev got word that Nick was on the move to the cave. Then Lhars spoke into his head—and that was a huge relief. But it had left his body gripped with a strange kind of tension that made him snappish and irritated.
