The runt was not green enough to show weakness just yet. That was fine; Oath had outlasted any number of arrogant recruits. There were enough gangs with loose, decentralized organizational structures to snap up the sorts whose idea of proper behavior was wild bloodymindedness, and those were the same sorts whose members on the lowest rungs tended to wind up dead. The structure kept authorities guessing, but it was messy, like a garden gone feral.
Oath was very particular about her weeding.
"What name do you claim?"
Oath was very particular about her weeding.
"What name do you claim?"
