Sun Mote Copse Promises Kept

faded here, it seemed like a good spot B)

The pain, though sharp, was negligible in the face of their success. I am fine, she said, dismissing the thought that she was anything other than in good shape. Perhaps the wound would scar, but she cared not. What they had done was no easy task, and she was proud of their success. Later she would lick her wounds and judge their impact, but for now she merely gripped and yanked the deer towards the nearest cache, Giana at her side. They would split ways once their task was done.