Greatwater Lake where there is neither sense of life or joys,

when the man arrived, relmyna was neither surprised nor shocked; he had developed some sort of affinity for her. it was not one relmyna had allowed herself to explore; the she-wolf would only admit to herself she was partial to his company. steam rose from his jaws; the evoker blinked almost placidly up into the twin yellow pools before she roused herself.
surely now he would see what dragged at her so; half-sitting in the snow, relmyna watched the sober creature closely, for the taut roundness of her belly was visible now, beyond the thicket of her thin forelegs, and without more close a peer, even the bright pink of her small teats had begun to show through the snowy fur there.