Overture Downs New Seasons

Eyes narrow with skepticism, even as the girl beside her, inundated with hunger, submits to the wanderer’s proposal. Tauris tosses a pointed muzzle into the air dismissively. Trust a man to be arrogant and patronizing.

“If that requires ‘days’ in your presence, I prefer the taste of rat.”

She scoffs with a flicker of tail. She didn’t care if she was being rash, or unrealistic, not when her pride was drawn into question.