Ghost Lion Crag tunilaaga ♢

she did not wish to leave. kukutux had come here to hunt with arcturus, but as always, their words had come between their intentions. and now like cobwebbing her tongue lay snared and silent. she knew her departure need not be announced. he had grown quiet and aloof in the way of himself, how he had always been, how she had known him.

a swallow bobbed the pillar of her swan's throat; kukutux blinked toward the ground and then pale ears cupped back against her skull. pawsteps paused, the snowduck darted her crown beneath his chin, hovering sparrowlike against the edge of his heartbeat before drawing aside. no words, and none she could dare form.