Blacktail Deer Plateau the witching hour

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he had scarcely departed the borders when he was approached by a perfect small amalgam of varied hues and dancing eyes; the words that fell from her tongue were unexpected, and yet delightful, and lasher paused to regard her with a fond and humoured look. i assure you, i will not be found wanting for taste. 'twas a playful quip, though the woman was welcome to take it as innuendo if she so pleased. such was taltos' nature.

i was stepping out to hunt, the gamma murmured to his new comrade, eyes flicking to her own, briefly, as not to warrant her undue submission. would you like to come with me? his own eyes glittered at the prospect; lasher was a gregarious creature that did not fare well in solitude.