3/13/2026, 6:46 PM
to see nate was a relief, though elk charm was at once self-conscious of her diminished self.
miss elk charm. she had missed the charming lilt of his voice and the way he looked friendly without missing so much as a single detail. he welcomed samo and she was filled with a relieved pleasure at their first interaction, these two whom she had come to regard so highly.
nate's brief moment of vague worry brought a respondent look from her, a small curve of her lips meant to reassure. seeing him, hearing of the food he had cached -- an exhaustion overwhelmed the sharadoii. she wanted so fiercely to sit down but did not.
samo had not reached for her, and, filled with an impossible mingling of fear and longing, she had maintained their distance. but nate had been here, not alone. he had gathered many and surely others -- certainly more women. suppose the impulse of the gemstone light had worked upon him too, far from where he had left the first camp? finding a spot of jealousy inside herself where it had never existed before, marvelling at it, frightened by it, elk charm added,
where nate was more similar in height to her, samo towered over them both. each was scented by pine-needles, and each held their own sort of scarring. these men were rangy and hard-built, made for the long-walk and extended hunts, skilled with tracking. but where samo was almost hesitant in his caution, nate forged ahead, as he had through each stage of knowing. the other wolves too, had witnessed his command of a bird and his decisiveness. elk charm knew he was leader, even if he did not wish to be.
miss elk charm. she had missed the charming lilt of his voice and the way he looked friendly without missing so much as a single detail. he welcomed samo and she was filled with a relieved pleasure at their first interaction, these two whom she had come to regard so highly.
nate's brief moment of vague worry brought a respondent look from her, a small curve of her lips meant to reassure. seeing him, hearing of the food he had cached -- an exhaustion overwhelmed the sharadoii. she wanted so fiercely to sit down but did not.
thank you, nate. north is -- cold. it is dark. the fires change,and at this she became flustered, for in reference to the pink flame she thought of each of them in the moment of discovery.
samo had not reached for her, and, filled with an impossible mingling of fear and longing, she had maintained their distance. but nate had been here, not alone. he had gathered many and surely others -- certainly more women. suppose the impulse of the gemstone light had worked upon him too, far from where he had left the first camp? finding a spot of jealousy inside herself where it had never existed before, marvelling at it, frightened by it, elk charm added,
i use fire to make dry-meat. once. can do again?she offered, thinking of how good it would be to taste the sweet fat of a plump groundhog again.
keep many days.
where nate was more similar in height to her, samo towered over them both. each was scented by pine-needles, and each held their own sort of scarring. these men were rangy and hard-built, made for the long-walk and extended hunts, skilled with tracking. but where samo was almost hesitant in his caution, nate forged ahead, as he had through each stage of knowing. the other wolves too, had witnessed his command of a bird and his decisiveness. elk charm knew he was leader, even if he did not wish to be.
have you made camp?inquired the sharadoii, wanting to be warmed by the presence of others and perhaps even more pelts than the ones she and samo had brought. she wore the deerskin of his hunt, and wished the wind was not so much.