Blacktail Deer Plateau willow blossom

Moon Runner expected to be aggressively chased away... but the man didn't even show a toothtip. It was strange for him to behave so placidly despite her encroaching presence. His calm demeanor kept focused on the task at hand… collecting… sticks?

Her head cocked to the side. If she was being honest, perhaps Moon Runner sought the thrill of danger. Of challenge. Of pursuit.

Her amber eyes spied his watchful hollyberry gaze. She should not doubt his capabilties. The marks, alone, proved his strength.

She approached cautiously with a low head.

What was the pile of debris for? her spirit wondered.