Lys: Unreasoning Fear

So. She would not bite, not yet, at least. But her tail was twitching, all the same. She may yet scratch.

She still did not feel right entering Lord Ambrosius's room, so she stood, hugging the doorpost, and asked, "Why do you fear so for Lord Ambrosius? He is going a short distance to the home of a friend." Aithne could understand general concern- if she did not, she would not have prayed for him so. But this overwhelming fear... it did not make sense. She wanted to say that fear was wrong, that it was not Godly, but she could not find a way to say it without sounding cruel. And so she waited for her answer.