Blackwater Islands [m] A little shy and sad of eye

@Svalinn

She whispered sing-song words to the golden man as she passed by him, singing to him with every part of her body so that she might awaken all of his senses and summon him as a siren might lay claim to a wayward ship at sea. She skimmed along his side, pausing to nip at his flank before darting away with a peal of laughter. A knowing grin spread across her features, and was flashed to him; she felt like a river sprite, awakening as the waters broke free of the ice in spring.

As always, she sought space from the pack, summoning only the man she had chosen to come along with her, favouring him for his dedication to the pack as well as the protection he might offer against any men who might try and invade their peace following their courtship.

Ankyra Sound was too close to his heart- so while she toured along the coast with him in the setting sun, it was to the tree-lined beaches that overlooked the archipelago where the winds screamed like brawling eagles. Beneath a hot and copper sky she crooned to him, having reached both their planned destination and the point at which she could no longer desire her body what it wanted.