Whitefish River Visvi

Fading here unless stopped, thanks for the thread! I love Losi and hope she doesn't run into many more assholes like him haha

He can see it: the girl is offended; the girl wants to avenge the rudeness he has dealt onto her; she believes in eye-for-an-eye, an invisible symmetry which girds the world in its static image.

Kaxwaan does not.

The hawk flies by him, close enough so that he can feel the air displaced by its great wing beats. It screams, and a muscle twitches in his face -- but he does not raise a hand against it.

A bed, too?

The fine skin around his eyes bunch up in wrinkles as he smiles: a thin, wry crescent filled with yellow teeth.

Then he laughs again, and turns to leave.