Sunset Valley vant cho

mireille's nape stickled high as he roved closer. he was bold but not disrespectful, but the seawolf flashed her teeth all the same in what passed for a grin. "i understand more den you know."
for a moment mireille thought she heard the ocean, lapping softly. but there was no sea here. only her. and only him.
the gemstone eyes climbed to his cheekbone, higher. more forward. her physical self did not make contact, but she meant to hold him where he stood.
"tomorrow. de nex' day. somewhere in de taiga."
meet me. but not tonight. "be a stranger wid me t'ere too." mireille tossed the quip, waved her tail once. she was not ready to leave, aware of a deep and humming power that seemed to emerge from nowhere.