Blacktail Deer Plateau and thereby open wide the door

the pressure of her soft cheek against his shoulder comforted taltos' own pain; he passed his tongue over the uplifted side of her face. "love does heal; that is true, but i have come to believe that there are stronger sensations than love in our world." no one could ever know why atticus had gone, save for the man himself; blue willow surely knew this, but her belief in love now led her to the heart's-pain she felt now.

he shifted beneath her prone head to accept more of her weight, if it so pleased her, and nudged her muzzle with his own. lasher was a physical beast; the contact soothed him, and he believed fervently in its power. he could not remove her agonies, but the caresses, he hoped, would be theraputic for the willow.