12/5/2025, 8:47 PM
fa’liya’s ears tick toward her, the girl’s breath easing in a slow, visible thread as she thinks. the grunt of the standing bull fills the silence, the hiss of snow shaken loose from branches, the muted thud of antlers raking against a trunk.
she doesn’t answer immediately, instead allowing her gaze to track the defeated stag below, the way his ribs heave, the way he trembles but refuses to fold fully into the snow. something in her softens. something hardens, too. he is weakened—death today would be a mercy, but there was no honor to an unfair fight. mother taught her that.
when she looks up at Iglux̂, there’s a faint line between her brows, sure.
she doesn’t answer immediately, instead allowing her gaze to track the defeated stag below, the way his ribs heave, the way he trembles but refuses to fold fully into the snow. something in her softens. something hardens, too. he is weakened—death today would be a mercy, but there was no honor to an unfair fight. mother taught her that.
when she looks up at Iglux̂, there’s a faint line between her brows, sure.
something else,her tongue works around the words,
not fair now.
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