Moonsong Glacier sunsister

The nights grew longer. Dutch spent them learning the warrior girl's words and attempting to teach Fallen Sun his own. They hunted when they were bored more than hungry; life was good and sweet and easy — but Dutch could not rest.

He stalked the borders again today, and when a familiar scent reached him, he hastened in that direction. His spirits lifted as he drew near, even as he wondered if this would be the end of this strange abeyance. Would they go now to spill blood?

"You have brought a friend," he called out in greeting. Of course, he had a good idea of who that friend was. He feigned ignorance purely for Raiyuk's benefit: "I greet you. Are you also a hunter of Moontide?"

His solar gaze flicked up, just briefly, to the berrybright of Chakliux. Other than a brief crinkle at the corner of his eyes, he maintained his oblivious act.