Whitebark Stream And maybe my story can have a happy end

surya basked in the glow of the healer's praise, grinning from ear to ear. i'll never be hungry again, he remarked, beginning to feast upon his catch. he caught her gaze upon him and stopped, licking the flesh from his chops and turning his own verdant eyes in her direction.

yes? he inquired slyly, raising a brow. attention from a woman, and an older woman, at that! not that aphrodite was a crone. . .but surya might very well have his paws full with this one. the casanova was not fully fledged as of yet; he needed to soar and fall, first.