the taking of sobeille had her mother wandering amid memories of the last time she had come to the taiga.
for a singular purpose she had burned in these territories, and now she scorched them with all the intensity of a mother's wrath.
she would find the creek, and there she felt she might find sobeille.
ardent disregard coursed the saltwife over the empty borders of redtail, her voice a resolute shout for the daughter who had disappeared.