Arrow Lake sonnenlicht

would love to fade here and have a new one! <3

a nod; he watched her delicate jaws move over the tender flesh of the porcupine. "diaspora is the place i belong." and truly, it was so; he had not experienced such a settled feeling in grimnismal or swiftcurrent creek. perhaps the ambition of his wild kill-brother, tempered by his own coolheaded reticence, had created for the first time a sense of home within mahler's heart.
"please, feel free to take the rest," he said to ketzia. perhaps she would devour more when he had gone, or cache the remainder. "i will see you again," mahler added, a pleasant expression in his eyes as he leveled them upon her appealing frame. with that, however, the man turned, and if he was not stopped by a word from the woman, would head up to one of the higher points overlooking the lake.