Sunspire Mountains The darkness ate his soul

Kieran tilted mahoghany ears to the side as he heard foot falls, coming fast and heavy towards him. He tilted his head again, when a two toned she wolf came into view. He stepped into view letting the rain slant down across his shoulders to lie in rivulets down his muscle bound chest, pausing in their descent ever so often to adorn the definition of his body, in glittering jewels of aqua. The rain did not bother him, it fell and steam rose from the ground around him, so he looked like a creature from the mist. Green gems fell on the two tone femme as she ran gracefully towards him and he wondered if the gods could see her beauty. She was a creature of two, two halves to a whole, special being. Any man who claimed her was touching the gods, he shook his head, She had nothing on Kiva and just like that he was brought back to the present and the grief that covered his soul like a shroud.