Moonspear [m] In riches

phone post… sorry for any strange typos or autocorrect crud

Undone. 

It was the only way in which to describe his current state, and so the silver man doted upon the borders, mistrusting himself to not get in the way of Sialuk and the lovers she wished to bed during this time… as much as it pierced at him. 

When the crooning dulcet tones of Elentari beckoned him though, he began to weave his way to her summons… Surprised when her scent shifted—and to the ulaq of his raindrop. 

He bowed his head to peer within—icestorm gaze falling upon the stark ebony of Elentari’s pelt as it merged to the pale flank of his lover—a question in his eyes and a rumble in his chest though he dare not speak in that moment.