Overture Downs winds of east

fading here <333

a good thing.

pride.

did she mean for him to be proud of her? he thought of it; of she a long shadow at his side and the saatsine around them, of the moieties that could be built from a single — a single moment. lanzadoii, numerous as the caribou which they followed.

he followed morwenna with his one-eyed stare until she was gone from sight; a breath fierce expanded his ribcage and he too turned away.

the wolves of the sun clan called; he went to meet them, weighted now with newly minted sensation.