Around, Not Through

"This does not bode well." I said.

"What?" demanded Pale Ram, "What doesn't bode well?"

I sent a group invite, shared my Beast Sense.

"So there's only one." she said.

"Is only one." snickered a kobold.

"Health is orange." whispered another.

Pale Ram sent.

She shrugged.

But then I was interrupted.

the cub sent.

Male.

"You may need to tell your troops not to attack." I said.