Lost Creek Hollow my light

ha! he laughed at that, a few peals of smoky laughter which surrounded both their faces in pale mist. "now — i want," teeth plucking with linger at the thick edges of the caribou hide, pretending to pull it more tightly over the roundness of her shoulder — sun eater strayed beneath its cowl just to the warm fur it lay upon, his sigh reaching to the roots of each hair before he drew back.

in more reserve he pulled her against the tine, against the cadence of his heart; the saatsine man marveled at how she fit against him, closing his gaze for a rare moment of indulgence, of all senses turned toward what was not caribou.

"but — is lanzadoii way; for seven day, wife and man be alone. together. seven-day. hunt. sleep. not sleep," he exhaled with a quick smile. "come back to clan as one. but for chieftain, when we leave creek, i take you to them first."

then they would be alone, sun eater and morwenna. and despite the great pull of his desire, to lie with her upon this very hide somewhere alone beneath the stars was worth the wait and the demand of her leaders.