Broken Boulder i hope you devour

praimfaya is pleasantly surprised to find that they are of the same mind and thinks that he would do well in her culture. there are enough similarities from what little she's been told by him that she does not think they are so different. at least, not mechanically. or morally. there is excitement fluttering in her throat and she considers mentioning jus drein, jus daun, flowing with the suspicion that he would understand 'blood must have blood' but doesn't. at least, not yet. he is a warrior and they have common ground ...surely this would not be her only meeting with him. at the very least praimfaya didn't want it to be her last meeting with him.

maybe, praimfaya allows on the topic of mahler's age. she didn't know for sure because she'd never asked. it's not a topic we've ever discussed.

for a moment praimfaya feels a stab of jealousy like a knife lodging between her ribs as kigipigak mentions that mahler offered him to start his own legacy. how was that fair? that kigipigak gets offered breeding permissions but praimfaya had to ask and on top of that was expected to adhere to the condition of mateship. she blinks frostbound gaze slowly, and supposes that it's her punishment for her challenge all those months ago.

but since they were speaking about it ... mahler told me that i had to take a mate if i wanted cubs.