Lost Creek Hollow my light

it was increasingly difficult not to consider morwenna in terms of her submission also, for she offered it in graceful ease that startled sun eater, deep within himself. she was biddable as red leaf had first been, but with gheli's confidence. indeed; he had courted gheli among her own band on the small stream hunted often by her mother's people.

was it this same pride which fed morwenna now? she knew these paths, these waterways; she knew the territories, he felt, roll and fall of endless meadow now filled with high snows.

his energies were sparked by her own, and he moved ahead of her to cut swathes through the drifts with his taller body. "look," a limping figure moving in a slow shuffle to their left, attempting to rejoin a tangle of young male caribou who avoided the wounded one's pleading eye.

sun eater filled his lungs with air and leapt into a clawing run which broke the caribou apart at once, but the single eye had only one focus.