Overture Downs winds of east

his heart thrummed. sun eater did not stare at morwenna, but his surreptitious glances often climbed as far as her cheekbone. he turned his attention to the caribou herds now, watching a particularly large bull climb a small rise as he bellowed to bring his harem together.

this sound reminded him of many things.

again he looked at the starshadow. "soon saatsine move," gesturing eastward into the vast valley gilded with gold. "we hunt there too."

he did not ask, but the invitation lived a brief life in his single eye before he stretched his long forelegs and tasted the air to see if other sun clan wolves were near.