The Sunspire [m] rawhide

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this time had been explained to muskrat again and again, and she had understood it to be several days of something the other women described as chay misk’i nina locura.

she'd hunted for her goat, eaten a good portion where it fell, cached part of it, and carried a haunch back into the great rocks studded just beneath the summit of the mountain, a collar of stone which tethered her too.

any man who might have lingered, the creek wolf or the tall other; muskrat had continued to sling stones and shouts, volleying from her tiny perch.

now she was contorted upon her side, turned in on herself as she panted and tensed all her powerful muscles in control of the now singular mad desire to find one of them, to go to one of them at once.