Greatwater Lake blood canticle

thank you! i love dante, he's a sweetheart

he was joined by one he recognized vaguely, a silver bear of a wolf with gentle gilded eyes. join me, lasher murmured gently, shifting his position so that the man could sit alongside him upon the rise if he so pleased. murkwater eyes skimmed the quite pleasing visage of his packfellow, but his attentions truly belonged to the elk-herd for now.

i do not believe we have met. i am lasher, also called taltos. his tongue flicked against his lip momentarily and ears preened forward to watch the halting progress of the chosen fawn. hunger was beginning to rise in his belly, despite the heat; he would hunt today. perhaps the other would humour him with his company.

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