Otatso Wetlands No Faces, Strange Places.

lestan was not to make of this bold and aggressive man who flaunted himself so close to swiftcurrent. akavir might have already challenged. but the delta's honeyblue eyes trailed over the man with more thoughtfulness as the other pulled away.
water, licking their legs with frigid burning. at length he cleared his throat. "my name is lestan. someone — threatened another that i love. so that's why i am out here. searching." his expression softened, grew warmer. "i'm certain you have done well alone. but there's no reason to stay alone."