Duskfire Glacier [m]wen se solèy la

the stranger bruised her, but not so easily. he would find her hard-made, muscular from frequent forays into the sea. where he was steel with mountainbuilt stature, she was sinewy, fast, taking his strikes and adding snaps of her own.
his blows rained harder; she felt herself crowded; his breath hot upon the side of her throat. the advantageous whiplash of her body sent her down at last, cornered below his chest.
but the emerald eyes snapped in fearlessness as she watched upward, teeth showing once more that she would continue their struggle until he truly mollified her ardent wrath.