Cerulean Cape wave-wracked and wanton

the hunt was fascinating. only once in his life had aditya hunted sea lions; it had been a bloody, dangerous affair, with several of his band sustaining injury (he himself harbored a small wedge-shaped scar on the underside of his belly from that encounter). this was more graceful, with the cortens eventually finding a wounded quarry and the wolves descending upon it, swift angels of death.

aditya sat, fascinated at the male's words. all eyes were fixed on the carcass, jaws salivating, minds fixated on flesh--of maybe more than just that of the sea lion, adi noted silently with humor, as he saw catori make advances toward his father-in-law. he felt a twitch in his stomach at the sight, and ripped his eyes away, turning his gleaming gaze instead toward @Dawn.

how beautiful she was! her pelt rippling in the sea breeze, face full of fierceness and wisdom beyond her age. they both had had a rough time of it lately--all the morningsiders had--and they deserved to relax, at least for a night. to revel in their youth, and dance under the moon.

"i will go first," aditya rumbled, surprising even himself with the sudden words. resisting the urge to flush under the heat of many pairs of eyes--he lived for this, after all--he kept his sight fixed on dawn, a smile melting over his features. in this moment he saw her and only her. "legend has it my great-grandfather used this song to woo his mate--and his father before him, and so it went back. . ."

closing his eyes for an instant, he hummed softly, a single pitch that grew into something lilting, ululating, the tone carrying across the wind. and his eyelids lifted, and he found her in his gaze, and he sang:

"ae meri zohra jabeen,
tujhe maloom nahin
tu abhi tak hai haseen
aur main jawaan!
tujhpe qurbaan meri jaan, meri jaan. . ."

and so it went on, his tail swaying to the beat, 'til he thought he had sung enough to earn himself--and his family--their dinner.

and her love.

asdfjkl; i've been waiting for ages to use this song