Dragoncrest Cliffs you and i, we still have a while left

He watched as she slipped past him, a pale specter among the redwoods. He shook his head at her silent question. Have at it, he mouthed. Verx was too big to hunt small game with any semblance of finesse. She would do much better at the task.

The brute instead slipped away, staying close but placing himself into the shadows, where it was unlikely he'd scare off any quarry Aure found. He settled slowly down on his haunches and regarded the proceedings with an impassive stare, meant to cloak the many feelings--both physical and emotional--churning in his gut.