Totoka River talgaktuk

They could travel, see the world. His eyes were only for Sakhmet now and he doubted they would come across anything that would be a better sight to him; but he liked the idea of visiting places with her, and smiled.

She moved in close again. The apple was gone, the others resting upon the tree above them, barely moving as she nested against him. Her nose was cold upon his face — and Sakhmet, so close, so warm, brought out an urge in Kigipigak he had never felt before.

He caressed her cheek carefully, as if to steal a tiny kiss.