Shadowwyn Moor so it's cautiously into the dark

yes, suliya said sharply, the word clipped and firm, as if it were a stone she cast between them.

but then, with a deliberate shake of her head, she smoothed the tension from her features, a smile flickering onto her lips like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.

come on, she said lightly, her tone a practiced ease. how about we hunt a caribou? their furs would be useful this time of year.

her amber eyes settled on him, a glint of challenge sparking beneath her calm exterior. unless you think you're too tired to keep up.