Shadowwyn Moor life eternal

"who you?" sun eater demanded, chin glistening with waterdrops. might as well have sport when he did not hunt; there were very few wolves who had mingled with the saatsine, and these days he oft stared the horizon for those wolves whom morwenna had left behind herself.

she was exquisite. he would want to reclaim her; no. he would never have allowed her to be charmed and taken, sun eater told himself with flagrant pride.

"you see caribou?" anyone with a comparable number of eyes was not able to fail this task. "belong sun clan. my hunters. you hunt in snow here, you run beside saatsine." sun eater had no requirement for joining, only a respect he felt he was duly owed by dint of his own strength.