Hoshor Plains [m] in the middle of the night in my dreams

The man was laughing as he entered the makeshift section of their camp, and swept Ariadne close as soon as they were secluded.

This is what Tartok is like, always! He said this as he moved to kiss her, his antics both possessive and eager. I am glad we came to hunt. I can make connections with other hunters while you do the same with the women. Moonsong would grow stronger as a result.