Ocean's Breath Plateau hear the clock tick, the wolf who loiters at the door

Tullik spat the feathers from her maw, rolling them off her tongue with practiced ease onto the bundle Dutch carried. His question and compliment washed over her like a wave, intent written in the furrow of her brow and the glimmering eyes she wore.

She reached out and dragged the man into an embrace.

I am as well as I can be. I do not slow for anything. She spoke, serious, before grinning.

Marina and I make the lodge home. Soon, Raiyuk will be a man. I am making him a gift for when he does, but do not tell him I do this. It’s a surprise!