Bearclaw Valley when everyday's like a war between the will to go on

The plan worked flawlessly and Indra did not even realize that she had falen into Nunataq's carefully designed, if simple trap. The smug look and ear-to-ear grin on her face were the only things that gave it away. They spent the next half an hour, chasing each other, the bone changing ownership around six and seven times, until it was time for a meal and a well-deserved nap.