[cen had at last made a choice. in time he would summon another, for a title was long overdue and the promise that such uplifting accompanied. he had collected several dewclaws, and he had laid them on the drifts before the single eye when crying-wind spoke. scarred muzzle turned over a sinewy shoulder. you are the one i want beside me. cen thought her doubts came from the fact their courtship had been too long, a fact he meant to remedy now that the saatsine was settled at their current camp. the man stood, stretched.]

cen had at last made a choice. in time he would summon another, for a title was long overdue and the promise that such uplifting accompanied.
he had collected several dewclaws, and he had laid them on the drifts before the single eye when crying-wind spoke.
scarred muzzle turned over a sinewy shoulder. you are the one i want beside me. cen thought her doubts came from the fact their courtship had been too long, a fact he meant to remedy now that the saatsine was settled at their current camp.
the man stood, stretched.