Spotted Eagle Mountain pomegranate

she felt warm all over. it wasn't a twisting ill-fitting sensation, either, which was nice given her recent stresses. things were somehow easier with makono.

her words brought a genuine smile to nazli that couldn't be stripped from her.

i am glad, she said as she breathed raggedly, trying to catch air as she ran, i am glad to be chosen.

her face was wind-whipped, her coat wild; a rival to the flashy golds and creams of the princess.