Otatso Wetlands Flatworm

morwenna spoke his name; its sound was an inexorable pull. compelled to look at her, he kept the communication of their eyes brief. "i am caribou hunter. my clan is saatsine. today we follow young one. bad leg. lose one —" he gestured to the left side of his crown to say their prey had broken an antler.

he moved somewhat ahead, as much to track as to keep morwenna out of his eye lest his own expressions betray him.

sun eater did not enjoy the sensation of being unbalanced.