Duskfire Glacier [m]wen se solèy la

They climbed together. He was always a step behind, and she was quick but often turning to look upon him, perhaps to goad him faster or to see if she could trust her own eyes? Tulimaq wasn't one to think about things so thoroughly. She paused often enough that he could find her again, and was agitated by her condition, and perhaps confused by it — had she been with a man before? He breathed deeply of the glacier's air and sought her scent in full, to learn more about her. All that came was the scent of her heat, arousing.

He grew close in a defiant manner and boldly moved to sweep at her hips, reaching, dancing around her as gracefully as a boulder falling down a hill; but it was obvious what he wanted, and what she had been luring him for. He grew impatient for her mind to be made up - or for her body to rule out all sense, whichever came first.