The Sunspire [m] sun born

her thoughts followed along a similar path, and the reach of the stranger stoked the natural flame of the season into a conflagration once more. muskrat felt rather inexhaustible; she devoted the next span of time to a slower exploration, one punctuated with gentle laughter and still, no words; her palms were pleased by the lithe ranger arching beneath them.

the second time they came away, muskrat was at last weakened for now, and lay breathless and rainwet, and quite vitally alive.

a curious smile now came to her as she turned her face against the tangled grass and gazed thoughtfully at the woman who had answered her call upon this mountain.