The raptor

Previously

…Kael took a slow step towards her, his shadow stretching long and lean across the forest floor. His amber eyes, usually so guarded, seemed to hold a flicker of something akin to wonder, a dawning realization that mirrored Skye’s own. He didn’t speak, but the silent acknowledgment in his gaze was a language all its own, a promise of unspoken understanding, a beacon in the gathering twilight. The sanctuary, and the ancient ways of their flock, suddenly felt a little less rigid, a little more open to the whispers of a new dawn.