Northstar Vale Agapitós

Tamar had joined him. Her snout reached for the rabbit; teeth aimed to clasp. The redstone figure swung successfully the first time. Her second aim was sound. The woman found purchase in the rabbit’s haunch. Arsenio breathed heavily through his nose. He looked into the warm brown of her eyes. Time had healed a great deal of his anger. The love of his wife had granted him new purpose.

Arsenio released the prize. She had won it with her swiftness, after all.