Altar of Twilight i keep ending up here

she was being coy with him, and he wondered for an instant just how old she was. perhaps she was on the hunt for a beau; the mating season had begun, after all. but she seemed young, only dawn's age, and he knew that dawn would not bear children for another few seasons to come.

"well, it would be nice of you to drop it," he responded, smirking. "morningside is fine. happy and healthy."

aditya pointed his nose up in inquiry at her home crag, turning his hawkish gaze upon her. "and moonspear?" he was careful not to be too forward, both in expression and in speech; chumminess could suggest to her he was single and ready to mingle.