Whitebark Stream the black sea

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a predator threaded the taiga.

he saw it in her long, confident movements, in the darkness of scars. her legs were taut with the muscle of long hunting. sun eater glimpsed her femininity in those undulating steps.

he went to her as proud man, as chieftain, as bloodhunter. the single eye bored into her form but he did not speak, for in their matched command he saw no reason to speak.

let each proclaim in silence what was meant to be said.

words would come after.