Thunder Dome ambergris

two lifetimes had passed, it felt, since teya had seen sundance. the rain washed over her shoulders, across the paleness of his pelt; she looked up into his face and felt as if what she saw shining there went beyond mere relief at finding her.
her ears splayed. his warmth shimmered like unseen magick in the coldness of the downpour. "hello, sundance."
let him wait no longer to exhale; teya felt the gentle conjuration of remembered pull only start up the familiar hurt in her spirit.