Serpent Lake one

his smile was unattractive but not threatening. or maybe tavina was only a fool to hunt with a complete stranger. but she saw nothing wrong with it. akashingo was close. she would call the guards and the fellahin if this man attempted to try something other than run the creek with her.

she followed at his flank. the scent was musky. the cold bank became overrun with the little clawed trails.

"how do you choose one?" tavina whispered as lowly as she was able.