Noctisardor Bypass somiyon

they were laughing together, splashed and damp and triumphant. heda returned the kisses and then went back to her kill. the exposed flesh, featherless and bare, invited the snapping of her teeth.
it was not long before the waters were bloodied and with it the girl. she towed their bird back to the rocky shore, shaking pink droplets in all directions.
"that was fun!" she exulted to witch. "i want to catch more of them!"
heda nuzzled the catch almost lovingly. only in the act of hunting did her spirit find equilibrium, though she would not have those words for some time, if ever.