The Sunspire [m] sun born

hard yellow eye slitted to pantherine stare as footstep announced another. it was no man who came for muskrat, but a ranger with confident step and a single eye which burnt hunger.

a laugh rolled as if to say at last! and her own warrior's step carried her forward in appraisal only formal.

she had already accepted.

boldly her scarred muzzle lifted, tongue tasting the rainwater on the fur of the other's silent chest.