Emberwood water keeper

there were few things that caught sun eater's pointed intrigue, but one of them was a male not from the saatsine on approach.

in these past weeks, the lanzadoii man had seen many young caribou bulls driven from their natal herds and further chastised by the fighting churn of older caribou in the rut. they had formed coalitions of their own, daring from time to time; running in to see if a cow could be wooed or stolen.

wolves were not unlike caribou. there were women not yet spoken for within sun eater's band, and he was perceptive to the season's demand even now that pairing begin. meleys would never sully herself with a man who was not lanzadoii; he could not be certain of the others.

a gift of rabbit. a careful step. sharing blood. sun eater finished his bites in a leisurely fashion and slowly sat up with a stretching roll to hard shoulders.

this man did not smell of pack, moving him up some vague notch in interest. "you find saatsine. i am sun eater, chieftain of sun clan." the single eye moved unhurriedly over the hale build of the stranger. "why you have come?"