Qeya River run

sun eater hated to admit that meleys was correct; he favored her with a brother's glower and then relented. "i do not want her," he declared, pawing at a tuft of frigid grass. "i will find ghelan and he will come back. not the sharadoii woman." 

there were no secrets she might offer. the sight of her face only brought anger, and he imagined again in tormentous detail how she must have writhed and cried out for that damned fish-eater.

with a bleak expression, sun eater glanced out across the taiga-land of the saatsine. "i will be happy to leave here," he grunted. "it has been too long since i walked long through the snow after the caribou."