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

hanging back, the sylph watched the flash of mercury -- a whirl of monotone -- and in an instant, it was over. her jaded yellow gaze studied him as he turned around, his jaws clutched around the fat form of prey and his eyes full of feral cunning.

jutting her thin jaw, she lifted her head nearly imperceptibly -- a silent test, exacted only by her own hidden knowledge. whatever he did next would influence her decision and impression of him -- permanently.