Lost Creek Hollow That I Care Too Much

arric. silvertongue had been on patrol, adjusting her three legs to a faster gait. she came to the great dark man in contemplation. his tone had not been so urgent, but still it was important. she had not seen him since the year past, and hesitated. but silvertongue gathered herself once more and at last approached with a genuine, pleased smile. "arric. how good to see you again." she did not yet show her pregnancy, but felt almost as if she did, as if she stood before him glowing.