Eagles mate for life, a taunting voice of caution whispered.
Hydeia sat upright, a slow panic turning over in her mind while she tried to remember the markings of the tiercel. A dark muted slate blue that rippled like molten steel in the sunlight.
Shreds, she'd been too caught up in the sensations, allowed too much feeling unleashed to have taken notice of the male's markings. This far from her eyrie's territory, she had just assumed he was a wilder, un-bonded. Dear Koric, sweet brother sun, what if the tiercel was true-bonded?
What if..." Oh shreds. She formed an image of an Eaglekin male somewhere near in the canyons, experiencing the same sensations she'd felt while Tyalan and the tiercel plummeted through the sky...
A faint swirl of reaction warmed her cheeks, filtered down to her toes.
Hydeia pressed a fist to her forehead. How far could the true-bond during mating reach? Through his tiercel, could another Eaglekin have felt her as she lost all control of tightly guarded emotions? He'd think her a fledgling, incapable of maintaining any kind of hold on her reyn. Bolting to her feet, Hydeia began pacing, anger rising in slow coils to choke out her ripe humiliation. Then again, she'd felt no other. Because there was no one? Or because she was too inexperienced, too caught up in the new sensations, to have searched for another's reyn?
She flinched as she felt Tyalan soar toward her, concern emanating at the edges of her awareness, most likely unnerved by Hydeia's quickly changing flow of emotions. The golden brown eagle swooped low, arching her elegant wings to land fluidly upon a near boulder. The sun rippled along her tawny feathers.
Hydeia frowned. Sated and full of yourself, are you? She sent the image of her displeasure through their connection of luminous reyn.
Tyalan's long neck turned to give Hydeia her full raptor stare.