2/6/2026, 7:06 PM
they circled. he stepped to one side and the deer another. flight was first. fight was second, but here in the weave, the antlered creature had little choice. lip lifted, a rare show of aggression from the otherwise docile witch. yet necessary.
eyes shifted. a shadow approached, a tall young man gathered into the witching fold recently by his mate. lestan paused in his diligent address of the deer to look at the boy. by demeanour he was preparing to join, or at least to watch. hesitating, the mayfair glanced to the deer, who had begun to lower its head with threat, and the new member of camhanaich.
in his gaze, reassurance. the younger wolf may have reached his full height, but lestan with experienced knowing could see that readiness was not yet present, not for a trapped stag with a head full of razor-edged tines.
a breath. lestan leapt at the deer, feinting rightmost at the last second. teeth flashed, clicking; snow flew around the pair in drifting ballet.
eyes shifted. a shadow approached, a tall young man gathered into the witching fold recently by his mate. lestan paused in his diligent address of the deer to look at the boy. by demeanour he was preparing to join, or at least to watch. hesitating, the mayfair glanced to the deer, who had begun to lower its head with threat, and the new member of camhanaich.
stay back,he instructed, not with a harsh voice but a paternal firmness.
watch for now.
in his gaze, reassurance. the younger wolf may have reached his full height, but lestan with experienced knowing could see that readiness was not yet present, not for a trapped stag with a head full of razor-edged tines.
a breath. lestan leapt at the deer, feinting rightmost at the last second. teeth flashed, clicking; snow flew around the pair in drifting ballet.
