Wapun Meadow I Dream in Phosphorescence

he hadn't yet chosen, and so for her his smile was only quick study in bloodlust. ancelin indicated where a powerful stag had cut swatches from a tree's bark with his antlers. a show for other males and for them, the wolves who followed.
etephyr's eyes intently scanned the herd. the multi-hued rex settled at her shoulder, watching the yearlings before his attention focused on a thin bull standing away from the others, gnawed with hunger.
indigo gaze slid sidelong to the new bearclaw huntress. his voice was a murmur. "i'm thinking that one." the bull. "but who would you pick?"
this was going to be dangerous either way with only two of them, and eager tongue bathed scarred mouth to think of the pending glory that was going to belong to he and etephyr.