Ocean's Breath Plateau rosmarus

when cen could breathe again, he cut his eyes toward the shadow. sunless she was, with strong legs and a willful, energetic look to her movements.

the caribou breathed its last.

cen drew in her scent. he became aware of another hunger, one unfed for several weeks now, and wondered if this village had such ways of hospitality. but until he knew, he would say nothing.

"you are a runner," cen observed, tentative as he spoke lanzadoii.