Spotted Eagle Mountain pomegranate

her tail whisked at the thought of singing, though she stilled when her mind wandered to prayers and dawnlight, and the memory of sleeping beside the boy priest as he worked his duties. her face grew warm.

what do you wish to learn in mereo?

that was an easy one. i would love to learn their ways of hunting, nazli answered, not needing to think.

it would, um, also give me reason to watch the soldiers while you train.

once, makono had asked that much of her. to keep an eye out the last time they ventured to mereo. it would be easier now with the both of them engaged among the people there, if possible.