Moonsong Glacier kena

the pale woman had spent a lot of time with arjun; he'd noticed their scents mixing. he turned to face her and smiled, shaking his head.

the glacier is new to me, he replied. then he dipped his muzzle to the view below, where it looked upon the flatlands, the plateau, and the mountains beyond. but that is not.

aditya turned and looked at her, taking in her pretty features and azure eyes. i'm sure dutch has told you about me—aditya, his father, he said. but i don't think i know your name, exactly.