Overture Downs winds of east

morwenna moved quietly, a soft step forward to bridge the space between them. her nose grazed his cheek in a fleeting gesture, a delicate offering of acknowledgment and gratitude. if sun eater allowed it, she lingered for only a breath before pulling away, leaving the brief warmth of her touch behind.

her gaze shifted to the carcass, taking in the open chest cavity and the fresh kill. the scent of blood filled the air, mingling with the frost and pine, a reminder of both life and death entwined. she tilted her head slightly, watching him as he rolled his shoulder.

will you let me tend to your shoulder if i do? she asked, her voice soft yet steady, a quiet insistence beneath her words. her moonlight eyes met his briefly before flicking back to the carcass, waiting for his response as she steadied herself for the meal and the care that would follow.