12/12/2025, 3:53 AM
fa'liya's jaw tightens at the silver’s words, thinking. her gaze follows the staggering bull a beat longer, and her shoulders shift, a restless ripple under her young coat.
when the forest opens and the land flares white beneath the sky, she pauses on the edge of it. salt rides the wind. iglux̂’s question pulls her attention. a faint swallow, then a shake of her head.
not say it is wrong to fight,she murmurs, almost brusque in her effort to make the words fit her mouth.
not wrong to win.a brief lift of her chin, stubborn but not unkind.
wrong to fight when one already beat.it is a cowardly act. that, at least, she is certain of. she falls into step when iglux̂ moves, brushing close enough for warmth but keeping her head low, thinking. the sparrows chatter above them, a bright skitter of sound against the trees.
when the forest opens and the land flares white beneath the sky, she pauses on the edge of it. salt rides the wind. iglux̂’s question pulls her attention. a faint swallow, then a shake of her head.
no.an embarrassing truth, maybe.
is march soon?
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