Blacktail Deer Plateau The water there is deeper

osprey's grief had outlined the small signs of age there, but her carefree demeanour before her pregnancy had always hid them from the seeking eye -- lasher knew he himself was beginning to stipple silver through his ruff. he welcomed these changes. "and you are as lovely as the sun at dawn," he murmured, moving to bump her shoulder with his own. "it is a good trade, yes?"

"i believe so as well. i must go and visit her one of these days." osprey's question gave him pause; taltos fell silent as he mused over it. "no. i never aspired to leadership. i have always followed; those who bind me to them do so permanently." he smiled. "what about you? have you designs upon reigning?"