Stavanger Bay You Win or You Die

all manner of nameless emotions, and yet at the forefront sat ajei's swimming face.

sobeille blinked back the image, realizing arrluk had spoken. his head bowed deferentially, his tail held loose at his hocks. all this reminded her of what kukutux had once shared of arrluk and his father.

it was that knowledge nestled against her heart that reminded her that this was ajei's lover. though she very much wanted the girl for herself, she also wished for ajei to be happy.

a knifelike sinking in her heart then, to hear kukutux's greeting echoed back to her.

arrluk. sobeille's expression betrayed none of what she felt. though she believed herself better than any man, arrluk had the rarefied air of being perhaps the one man sobeille came close to respecting. her posture communicated this by the lowering of her proud head in return.

where's ajei? burned at the tip of her tongue -- but she had learned from @Mulherin what it meant to ask questions that opened herself up to vulnerability. instead, she motioned to the strand they both walked upon. what you be doin'?