it was upon the tip of his tongue to tell peregrine he was lovely in lasher's eyes, but he did not know how it would be taken. add to that the presence of a child, which in taltos' experience, relayed the insistence for feminine company, if only to sire offspring, and he would be better off silent. a gentle nod was given the dark male, and he smiled at the girl's outburst, falling into step behind the pair.
the sun was surely rising, and its growing light cast the trees into varied shadows and silhouettes, while magnifying the myriad little details. taltos was forced to pause for a moment, murk-gaze sweeping the land with quiet appreciation, and for once his eyes showed their emerald tinge in a glancing flash of morning beam, before he blinked and lengthened his stride to catch up with peregrine and his child.