Nova Peak burn butcher burn

there is an understanding between them now. skorpa gestures, an invitation to hunt, to settle, to bring his woman. lorcan exhales slow, breath curling in the cold air.

it is good enough. for now.

i will return, he tells the man, finding it well to inform him—even if he might not understand what was said. dark man turns, setting off down the mountain with a hunter’s pace, eager to retrieve elowen.

fade <3 thread again soon? maybe they can hunt :D