Ocean's Breath Plateau wait for tomorrow

Mojag, her voice sounded to him, sweetness hanging on the tip of her tongue. 

Samani drew near to the young wolf. He had come to Moontide, away from his family, away from his mother. In this, the girl felt a kinship. Their first impression had been difficult for her to swallow. A gift had revealed the boy to be allergic to the prey she had offered. The expression on his face had remained in Samani’s mind for many moons. Seeing him grown was a shock to her system. 

It is good to see your face, she said, drawing near. Seaglass eyes glimmered upon his hunter’s physique. How do you like the plateau?