Redtail Rise A living shrine just for you

He chose to approach. It would have been wise to give this place a wider berth or to flee now, she thinks, but holds out hope for something. What does she want of him? He is no-one. They know nothing of one-another except how well their bodies slot together.

Is that what he is after?

Is that why she hasn't run yet?

Sanja licks her lips and after a moment, reaches to carefully inspect his scents, his jawline, the layering of his furs; huffing a cursory note between her teeth.