y’var’la’s grin softened, losing its sharp edge as she watched him. there was no disappointment in it—a man like sapair did not trade in hope.
her tail gave a small, idle flick.
no,she said,
it isn’t.her gaze stayed steady on his, unbothered by the distance he set between them.
and i wouldn’t ask you to confuse them.
her tail gave a small, idle flick.
come. hunt with me,an invitation outstretched, should he find himself wanting.