Dragoncrest Cliffs mortality

suzu. ancelin slowed down for her, keenly cognizant of his gangliness and floppy paws next to the compact curvature of her own figure. the expression in her wildflower eyes suggested she understood more than he let on, or she did. 
or maybe he was just imagining it. wasn't often that pretty girls looked like that at him, or even at all. 
his eyes drank in the landscape, and he was so fascinated it took him a moment to answer.
"a guardian, yes, but i wanted to be a warrior." he took her jest lightly, nudging her back. "i'll learn and trade what i know, then."
did she want to pass him off on her brothers? ancelin hoped not. "how long has sapphique been here?" the aspiring diplomat asked, wondering if suzu would let him glimpse her eyes again with another of those looks.