Moonspear Don't let the sun go down on me

While Alaric was exercising his youthful, athletic body in a adrenaline-rush kind of activity that may lead to either your death or some broken bones and harbouring murderous thoughts about two other males in the pack at the same time.... [now this was a long sentence, Lele's narrator needed to catch breath here] ..., Lele was comfortably walking a well-trodden, wide path and thinking about nothing and no one. Had she been a younger girl still, she might have built dream-dens about achievements, kids and men (like that handsome one on the rocks). Now, however, having witnessed, how much effort and energy those little rascals took, and growing tired even by looking at them, she was glad to stay as far away from them as possible. 

"Oy - mountain goat guy!" she called out, when she caught sight of a familiar tall dark stranger she had not met in a while. "Working on your charm of planning your rise to the next karmic level?" she asked.