Moonspear To Forgotten Lands

Ah—a trip to Moonglow it seemed was what would occur between the two women, and Argent withheld a knowing smile. Sialuk had confessed to him her attraction for the she-wolf before him—Argent had assured he could see why—and now it seemed the raindrop woman was initiating her intentions more, perhaps.

“I have heard great things of the moonwoman,” he agrees, his eyes sweeping from the pretty features of Elentari to consider her words. “I can help with a hunt for fur,” he offered, rolling his shoulders back for a light stretch, eager to burn some energy. “Do you know what type of pelt you want to give her?”