Thunder Dome twai

Her mark.

He looked straight at it, golden eyes burning into the bright material, following the way it hugged her neck, disappeared slightly beneath her long fur. . .

I've never seen that before, Hex said quietly, intrigued. What do. . .they teach your family?

Perhaps she was part of some long line of hunters, warriors, scouts. Priests? 

Did she have the same kind of magic that the mad Mayfair man had spoken of in their meeting along the shores of that alpine lake?