Broken Boulder ironwood

just a RO, open to @Sulukinak if u wanna throw a single post in, this is just setting timeline and the arrival can be referenced <3

the mountains fell away. the valleys faded. they had evaded the packwolves, he and she. a circle of rabbitskin hung down over the empty socket, held there by a plaster of daubed mud and what herbs he did know.

cen would live. the day he had woken to that truth it had been also to a deep hatred for the sunshine tribes and their force.

the cracked stone cast a long shadow. cen drank from the creek and pulled away the dressing from his healed eye.

the ugly reflection of a man redolent with filth stared back at him, and the caribou hunter bared his yellowing fangs in the rictus of a grin.

they had spoken little as they moved. sulukinak hunted small things when their journey slowed or stopped for any amount of time.

over time sulukinak processed the scene that had been left behind: the trial, the anger of the women; dutch, his wife, perhaps by now his newborns; the words of aditya, speaking of family.

she saw the way cen's teeth caught the summerlight.