Raven's Watch nerve

faust remained still as she approached, her movements deliberate, her intent clear. her tongue swept across his chin, leaving the faint taste of salt and iron in its wake. his emerald eyes stayed on her, sharp and unyielding, yet there was no rejection in his posture.

name? his voice was low, a single word weighted with quiet expectation. he wanted to know who this bold woman was, this mahogany shadow who moved with such purpose.