Herbalists' Cache [m] tejano blue

The sound of footfall drew the snowcloud woman to his side, a pale moth to the flame of his lantern eyes. He was not Dutch, but he might as well have been with the way his gaze burned for her as she imagined his did. 

For a moment, she was keenly aware of his unfamiliarity and paused a wolf-length away to observe him from a distance. At his step forward, Tulugak stepped back hesitantly in turn, confidence waning until he croaked a word. His cadence was rough where Arjun's was smooth, yet it made her shiver warmly in response.

"Arkadiy," she repeated, tail waving lightly. While she would have preferred to leave things anonymous, he was too tantalisingly close to resist. So close, even, that she could reach out and touch him-

Instead, she remained just out of reach. "I called for no one but you," a lie smoothed by a shy smile.