Whisper being escorted by his guardian sparrowhawk in sandwing market as he got supplies. Sandwings have a reputation as thieves and criminals. Doctor or not, he was a easy mark.

Criminals would not care the nightwing was part of wings of mercy charity group helping there tribe with desert plague. At one point some sandwings said loudly. "A two faced nightwing, ha! Dont see that everyday."

It was a clear reference to his tribes reputation of deception and his mutation of the eyes. One being yellow like a snakes while the other was blue like a humans. There were other remarks spoken and thought in the crowd. Both the mind reader heard and it did not hurt any less not being spoken.

"What mischief you up to nightwing?" Another sandwing remarked as they passed. The result is this art.

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"Your doing it again!" Sparrowhawk barked in clear agitation and held a clawed hand against the side of her head as if it helped with whispering thoughts and emotions that penetrated her mind.

"Sorry...." Whisper said lowly in a sad voice that trailed off, as if his thoughts were elsewhere. "Its the bleeding effect, still learning how to stop my thoughts bleeding out into nearby minds."

The skywing stopped holding her head as the nightwings invasive thoughts, emotions and whispering went away. She growled with bared teeth. "WELL you better stop doing it! Or else YOU will be the one bleeding out! Im so sick and tired of this!"

The nightwing flinched as if he had been bitten and replied softlly, "Im sorry...." The sky wing now focused on two sandwings showing unusuel intrest in him replied, "Dont be sorry, be better!"

It was something she said to soldiers all the time when she was a wing commander. She had to remind herself then and there that this nightwing doctor was not a soldier, and not under her command. There was a pause before she added. "Im sorry i snapped at you". Still looking at the two sandwings at the building corner she shouted.

"I see you! Piss off!" With that they went around the corner. With a low growl and trail of smoke coming out her nostrills she resumed talking to doctor under her charge.

"Im sorry i am so hard on you all the time.", Sparrowhawk said. "But you have a gift, learn to control it."

Returning to her duty as guardian looking for trouble whisper noticed some ice wings enter the market. There minds were cold and bright light as if reflected off ice. He only just arrived a week ago so he had to ask.

"What are icewings doing here?"

His skywing guardian did not seem intrested in them. "There part of the ice wing inquisition. Been here a few weeks now. Suspect dust storms and desert plague of magic origin". Looking at the nightwings confused face she added. "You know.....animus hunters." His face said it all.

"Stars above how have you never heard of the icewing animus hunters? You raised in a hermit colony?" Sparrowhawk asked.

"I want to go back to the clinic." Whisper said out of the blue. "I dont want to be here anymore, you were right, it was stupid idea come to market like i on holiday."