Whitebark Stream meddleborn

his pursuit was long, a proud run between the caribou that scattered herds and kept the rogue moving fast away.

not until he was satisfied did sun eater glance back for her; his hot breath poured over her ears and down that pretty nape as he raked his teeth possessively through the dark pelt.

sides heaving, sun eater spanned the wilderness with his gaze a final time before he nipped at her shoulder and smirked. "he cannot. show teeth next time. they will come again and again." for ice diver, for sulukinak, for gjalla, for suliya and meleeys. this was the way of things.