Redtail Rise But She’s Always a Woman to Me.

ancelin smirked a little, tentatively at first and then with more confidence. "what, leelee," he teased, using her old nickname. "did you miss me?"
for a long moment he thought of he and his father on the trail, in the wild. what he had learned. what he had earned.
ancelin had noticed her prettiness before, but it seemed smoother now, a beauty that was unfurling against the hard plains of the taiga that had shaped them both. she seemed carved of the landscape, a curving tree that would reach high one day.
"same," he grunted, not wanting to be captured by his own emotion. he pushed off, heading on.