Snowforest Taiga From a fortune of fisher king

He attempted to sweep her off her feet, eager to see her fall and to stand astride her body in triumph, but that was not to be. She had more fight in her than Tulimaq thought possible for the soft-hearted Moonfolk; but he was pleased as well, seeing someone with the will to stand despite the damage.

The woman fought back and refused to falter. Tulimaq saw no point in continuing when it was clear they were evenly matched in wills, and now they were both bloodied by the passion of it. She glared his way, and he ducked his head in a rare signal of submission - the cue that he was finished, drawing back to a safe distance.

Tulimaq would have offered this one the chance to join with Tartok, had he been alone with her. With the red man and his wife attending, he knew better than to speak. Perhaps one day he would meet this woman again and they could fight again.

Without a word to Shikoba, and only a quick glance to Kukutux, the man departed from their company. His trail was marred with red every few steps, not that any would follow his path.

Exit Tulimaq!