Ankyra Sound Aer

in time, the gilded beast turned sun-touched eyes upon the listener. mutual awareness locked them together. the delicate wolflike creature stepped forward. the listener rose, razorbacked and looming; sharp and voidsent where the sea-tossed stranger was soft and sunwoven. theirs was a silent exchange, feral and powerful like the passion of dancers.

the listener lingered when she had drawn to full height, still save the sway of long brittle fur at her chest and arms like dark robes catching the wind. there she would stand, unmoving, watchful as the daywalker drifted toward her.