Permafrost Hollows my shadow's shedding skin

by god she was an oblivious type. he could have had her twice. but as he told himself, the game was the fun. and he had a great ending in mind.
out on the plain there would be deer, he knew, as he had tracked them briefly. he had no idea that these were a few of the same mule deer being monitored by natigvik, but he would not have cared had he known.
colt ranged out. "we gotta camp back there'n all," he said, jerking his head. "but i want a skin to take back. sumn warm, yew know?" his red eyes flared. he pulled his gaze away before he devoured her with it.
he kept a good, polite amount of space between them. "yer the runnin' build, so yer gonna run with the girl an' bring that one this way." he gestured toward an old doe who had stopped to rest an infected hock.
his eyes shifted to indra. "the shoulder," was all he said. it was a test for her too. throw yourself into the theatre of the moment, for it was a performance.