Lost Creek Hollow my light

again morwenna acquiesced, and he saw its beauty, the loveliness in the gesture of woman declaring her obedience to man. enchanted, the glister of lust rose sharp as a wildfire in that single eye.

shawled in fine caribou, whispering to him of power in starkly sweet appeal, morwenna became an obelisk of shining potential in a heart he had damaged himself through frequent rejection of all other love.

"you will see." eye bright, ears lifted in points.

he would show to the swiftcurrent wolves who he was, to this chieftain who had once made her eyes thoughtful. 

a final request, one predicated upon the remembered raise of red leaf's voice against him; "when i husband, never bring word against me in front of saatsine," he growled in a soft tone, brushing his temple against her own. "no shame." in return for her capitulation he would never dishonor the sacrifice of her own insistence. 

this was not the way of all lanzadoii men. but it was the way of cen, and thus the way of sun eater.