Redtail Rise the assignation

a brush of shoulders.

give me chil'ren, she says lowly into his ear, and then pulls slightly away, adopting the slightly bow-legged stance she'd taken with Tulimaq. she looks at him, expectant.

he's older, wiser. he should know what to do.

and if he refuses?

she is loath to shed his blood. he will not deny her. but if he does, Avicus will surely round upon him asking why?