by Shade » Tue Jun 17, 2008 12:54 am
"I just hope you guys are better trackers than I am," Diana said walking to stand next to Fitz. "And believe me I'm an excellent tracker!" she said. And she wasn't lying, Siete had used her like a bloodhound, sniffing out the best blood, the worst, and also runaway slaves, more then once she let them slip away and take the heat from him later. "Why do you think I call myself Diana?!"
Sugar. Spice. Everything twice. I'm the left and the right, in a word: Nice.
