Sawtooth Spire Your love will be safe with me.

Ciri was not foolish enough to believe that she'd be alone in the mountains. The Teekons were heavily populated with bachelors who would detect her receptive scent from miles off and make their way to her as though she carried a homing beacon.

After a time, the first of many had located her. The swarthy Ostrega lifted her muzzle to regard the raven-pelted stranger and kept her distance, hopeful that he would respect her enough to maintain his own.

They simply stared at one another, until the rogue averted his gaze elsewhere. Ciri splayed a velvet ear and noted the sound of approaching footfall. Her belly flipped nervously as she shifted in the direction of another opportunistic rogue.