Overture Downs winds of east

"when snows come, we go back." to the taiga. now his gaze remained upon morwenna, softening as he traced the outline of the cooling hide around her shoulders, a smattering of blood fringed in drying droplets.

until then, the valley remained the run of the saatsine. he wondered if she would find him there as well, and the thought filled his chest with a gentle warmth. in her voice she offered — 

sun eater did not name it, only allowed their eyes to flicker in one flame before he again looked aside, pretending that the herds captured his focus in a way that was increasingly a lie.

his shoulder stung. the saatsine hunter ignored it.