Shadowwyn Moor Muradoii

suliya felt a warmth she hadn’t expected, a kinship budding between herself and meleys. their first meeting had been marked with tension, but now there was understanding—a mutual recognition of strength, resilience, and the burdens they carried. the more she listened to meleys, the more she found herself drawn to the other woman’s fire, her unyielding spirit.

a man half your age, suliya echoed, her tone laced with humor as her lips curled into a wry smile. sun eater is bold, isn’t he? thinking he can pair us like we’re caribou for the herd.

she laughed softly, shaking her head as her tail swept the snow behind her. yet, there was no malice in her words—only amusement at the absurdity of their shared predicament. she could feel the steel in meleys' resolve, a reflection of her own unwillingness to settle for less.

then it is settled, she agreed, her voice firm but kind. neither of us will wed unless a man gives us reason to want it. they must prove themselves worthy—not just to the clan, but to us.

she leaned closer to meleys, her voice softening just slightly, a rare warmth in her tone. it is good to have you here, meleys. perhaps together we can remind the men that we are not so easily won. her grin returned, sharp and knowing, as she nudged the other woman lightly with her shoulder. there was strength in their alliance, and suliya intended to see it through.