The Heartwood lustmord and wargasm

lasher turned in mild surprise as a voice sounded nearby; its bearer was a snowy man with bright silver eyes and a surprisingly azure nose. while that was rather of note, the man's features were a cohesive and attractive blend. he smiled. "i am. i believe he will lie down for the long and endless sleep soon. he is not long for this world." the magnificent beast moved with a grace and serenity that belied his impending doom.

taltos was not seeking to take the beast's life from him, but rather make use of his body once the life had left it. he sought the other's eyes once more, nares flaring briefly to draw his companion's scent. "you hail from no pack?"