Ravenshook Cliffs make me flesh

she pondered the offer; she had been offered another home, and with winter coming, lasher too pondered her own unsurety. why was she loathe to take the offer? why had she not accepted upon extension? perhaps she wished more, and the trepidation upon her features told him this. lasher looked to the murre-eggs, then to the woman. "i would have you help me carry these," he answered gently.

his eyes rested briefly upon the lucid terra-cotta of her eyes -- he would not seek to dissuade her from her path, but upon his lips was the glen-title, and he spoke it into existence: "its name is donnelaith, the pack," taltos murmured, and then was still.