Luneshale Pass Mine and yours

T I C K.

He smiled, as if there was not a timer upon his soul and title. She smiled back to him, riddled with fascination and revere. Something unspoken was in the air, as the seconds twirled and spun in spirals. A rumble- a chant, a roaring rally and war cry of men, over and over, under their feet. Their tribal word was faint, but their thunder a great fury building beneath the surface.

Her forehead soon clashed against his chest with an embrace of his fur, a greeting and welcome that she'd long given verbally, but one now that called physically. Acceptance. A call. Those chants, and that quiet, muffled words in the ground, in the cosmos, that she took embrace in him through to her the beating of his heart.

"Erpa-ha and mazoi. Companions!" A declaration.

In the night, her head lifted to see his eyes, an affectionate rub given of her lips against his. Feel. "Our Queen's choice with the God's will await the people of Akashingo. And should titles change or stagnate, together we are still companions, yes?"

 Fire..fire..fire..