Shadowwyn Moor addir melek

An understanding, Wake clarified, brushtail wagging slowly as he now followed her to hard-packed earth. The nature of his intended relationships with others did not necessarily need to be symbiotic; a simple “you leave mine alone, and I’ll leave yours” would also suffice. Though, now that she said it, a conclave did not seem far beyond his vision.

The snowdevil watched the huntress ahead of him with a raptor’s vigilance, eyeing her leonine prowl, the flex of her lean runner’s build, the not-too-subtle threat of her posture. He wisely maintained the distance between them, hoping to avoid even an inkling of threatening her, and yet he could not stop his mind from wondering…

At what point would she reject him?

How close was too close?

The nameless gorgon opened the floor to him. Are you born Lanzadoii? Or did you become one by choice? A second thought followed: was she a spiritualist seeker like Suliya or a mechanical hunter like Sun Eater? Are you one of the religious, or do you follow the reindeer out of tradition?