Swiftcurrent Creek tu olor

arric's eyes were amused. akavir wanted more. his golden eyes cut over her figure, and silvertongue let her hip curve smoothly outward for his inspection. she found that they were almost opposite one another in this, the two men. arric, interested yet deferential. akavir, interested yet suspicious. he returned to their talk of business. "give a portion of any large kills you bring down to us," she said directly. "riverclan will do the same for swiftcurrent creek. and i want to learn how to fight." silvertongue lifted her chin with pride. "in exchange, i will visit your land three times a week." her eyes were silk on arric and then more challenging upon akavir, "and you will show me how wild men have a woman." her glassblue eyes were bright, anticipating. crowfeather or veran could negotiate for access to herbs. this was her forte.