Luneshale Pass Black moon

“Then I had better give them good reason not to,” his eyes swept up over her avian face in dark flirtation. He held them there as he rolled, exposing his soft belly beneath the light of moon, as if inviting her to embed her talons there.

And yet- he knew there was truth to the birdsong, there was much for him to fear. He had no allies in Akashingo, and he wouldn’t- not until he made a son.