Phoenix Maplewood she has used ancient and sanctified words

before reek could respond, saena's pearled form slipped from the shadows, and her approach was cool, bespeaking a task rather than a pleasure to see the earthen servant. lasher was hard-pressed to keep the same from his own tones; he bowed once and proffered an amused smile in reek's direction before his attention returned to his distant niece.

"the winds from the sea will blow the storms inward, and they run icy even now. the waves are rimed with frost, and those who approach the beach may not be able to return once the snows fall." he would not beg their leave, not yet, but saena's demeanour had dampened the rapport betwixt himself and her mate.

however, it was well-warranted, her lingering anger -- taltos was merely grateful that she had not chased him from her borders upon sight.