Dragoncrest Cliffs ∷ x̂uux̂

Kanuux did not move at first when Taktu’s paw pressed to his chest. The touch was familiar, though it came with the sting of memory.
You should have stayed, he said, voice low, more gravel than air. His icy gaze searched his brother’s face. With the men. With your promise. Was it not a Sharadoii woman they said you would take?
The words were not sharp, but heavy, a reminder of duty left behind. Kanuux’s jaw tightened, scars along his temple catching in the dim light.