Blacktail Deer Plateau wisteria; growing [m]

whatever shift plagued them, merrick did not know; astara hid her disappointment, pulling from merrick’s gilded ruff. it did not matter then, whatever it was — they were together, and astara did not believe any force could part them. 

she followed merrick’s gesture, moving along at a smoothly controlled pace despite the growing unease that stirred in her belly. they would make their way, she knew, to vengeance — the man that had in some way imparted a lasting impression on the duo. astara’s expression was keen as they prowled, two beasts abreast — made unconquerable by their incomparable connection.