it was the sunking who faithman sought, for neither he nor his bride-to-be wished to wait long, for wished to stand in unity before the wedding of their leaders - let it be a private affair, the woman of the dragons bay had told him, and so he would hope to grant his betrothed such a wish.
sólhárr,came low tones, echoing through the woods.
he would follow the scent of the leader ; alone, though certainly thick with his own engaged. a flicker of amusement washed upon his face, however he would be lying should he deny that his own was not stuck like brambles to his fur, as well.
i wish to discuss my union with you,straight-to-the-point, he was, as his wife would want him to be ; he had come with a purpose, an intent. let this be joy, but also, let this be quick.
a silence, before he said:
íruna and i have come to a decision.
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