Torn Ear's back had arched in displeasure as he saw the ships landing. Besides his usual distaste for flying machines, this simply felt wrong.
He made his way down to the ground from his spot on the roof and fell in behind Rachel, following her with his usual alertness. He had done his best to give her and Starbridge, who he hoped was his friend, polite distance now that they were mating with one another, but every fiber of his being still pushed him to keep guard over Rachel.
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