Blackbeak Bluff but now you're in love, you know

the sylph cast a single ear behind her; as if on instinct, she pulled her gaze from the battering sea and the ruthless yellow of her eyes settled on a figure halted behind her. she felt a prickle along her spine, yet coldly commanded her limbs to move slowly. deliberately, she turned her hawkish head round to view him in full.

he cut a robust figure, the gunmetal of his pelt interspersed with blunted silver. had she called to mind the significant height difference between the two of them, she might have said he were a goliath in her presence. delicately, she pulled her shoulders down from the ridge and faced him fully, apprising him with a silent and inscrutable expression.