Firefly Glen I believe.

The seal-hunter seemed to have it all figured out, and Ciri found herself wondering how long he'd been plotting this particular hunt. She watched him as he explained, allowing herself a short time to better study his handsome features. The unusual shade of his eyes reminded her of those candyfloss sunsets that promised clear skies in the following morning.

Okay, the swallow agreed, and Chakliux' enthusiasm sent him sprinting away from her. A natural huntress, she was lured by the thrill if the chase. Raven tail flagging, Ciri tore across the fresh-fallen snow in pursuit of her pallid companion.