Snowforest Taiga maugak ⋟

kanuux stepped into her shadow when she bared the wound.

his eyes dragged along the pale slash at her throat— the mark of cowards, not hunters.

without a word, he lifted his paw. turned it.

showed her the scars carved deep into the pads and wrist— the ones he earned killing lanzadoii, not fleeing them.

the paw dropped heavy to the earth.

he leaned in, breath warm against her scar but not touching it, gaze sharp as broken ice.

you fight them, he rumbled. a flicker of something like approval passed through his posture.

good.

his head dipped once.

gjalla. not lanzadoii.