Ocean's Breath Plateau staring into the sun

he had traded for herbs and the bison skin; now senmut was amusing himself with smaller exchanges and observing the wolves who had joined them. the excursion from akashingo could not stay for so much longer, but he had enjoyed all the moments of this time.
racharra's voice rose, and gilded in sealight, senmut moved out to find her. the oceansalt glittered around her, but an aura of pensiveness clung to the young woman.
silently the priest took upon a place beside her, extending his own paws into the touch of the surf as his green eyes alit upon her face.