Rising Sun Valley ﹌ Kilvan

tey’gan emerged from the water, rivulets slipping from his sleek form as he moved toward her with an easy grace, the current rolling off him as if he belonged to it. in his teeth, he carried a single petal from a water lily, plucked delicately from where it had floated atop the surface.
with a chuckle, he reached out, tucking it carefully among the furs of her ear. yes, the river guides to the ocean, he murmured, voice as steady as the current itself.
he did not push her, did not chide her struggle. instead, he admired her resolve. it was a patience few possessed, the willingness to listen to something greater than oneself, to let it shape and guide rather than fight against it.
his gaze flickered toward the horizon, where the river carved a path through the land. you want to try the flower nectar? he gestured to the remnants, lifting his eyes back to her. in voymaru we have...tskow’aya and trr’awn si’kel. but i use pay’ura’win for now.