Silverlight Terrace Track

It definitely was a lot of work, and Astraios watched closely, almost entranced as Rodyn skinned the elk. It would make a beautiful, luxurious fur for Themis and their children. He grinned broadly, then bumped Rodyn's shoulder with his snout. "You have my thanks, friend." He was itching to get at it. "I'll go and do that now. I can't wait to give this to her." He felt like a puppy, young, dumb, and in love.