Redtail Rise the teeth of seven thousand men

the first to discover their own realm.
ancelin had always been her knight. perhaps now he would be her king.
he thrilled to her now, rumbling lowly, pressing their pelts together as if to coat himself in her scent, and she in his own. belatedly, it occurred to ancelin that there was a far more pleasant way to accomplish his aims.
he preened the sensitive places along the base of her tail, glancing up with a roguish look as his indigo eyes shown.
their realm. their kingdom. their children.
he burned for her, past, present, and future.