Moonspear as side-passed lovers lost in the dark

always 4 u

the last weeks had passed in a blur of time and wolven faces, new scents, the overwhelming threat of winter among strangers.

the girl padded out of her shelter, testing the air hesitantly. she wished to be alone, and seeing no one else, slipped pale and shy into the weald.

no sooner had kukutux sequestered herself in the shadows than the dark form of arcturus came into her vision. he seemed to be searching for something; the duck held her breath and pretended to be engrossed in the bark of a nearby pine.