Luneshale Pass Only angels fall

they course the stones as a pair, safiya's mind on the beautiful language of her father, and soto's mind on the cat.

he doesn't like how quickly it ran off. it meant one of two things; either, it knew the land too well to be intimidated by a show of force, or it knew wolves too well -- both of which suggest a clever creature.

he stops and sniffs at a scent marker left by safiya. she is growing and now her scent joins the dozen others, not as puppy but as adult. though he held no love for her father, and he knew her father held even less for him, soto briefly gazes skywards in silent oath - that as long as he drew breath, she would be protected. safe.

that he would not make the same mistakes he'd made with marciela.

bien trabajo. he starts up again, trotting jauntily down the shale towards the river. the cat may come another day, but for now verapaz is strong as ever.