Stone Circle brother i go to my lair to die

Her single foreleg was bothering her, presumably because it now assumed the missing limb's burden, not to mention took many more steps than when she'd had four. She and the cat had been on the move a lot lately, which further explained the aching. It would be months before it was properly conditioned, even if she learned to run as swiftly as before.

She was glad for the opportunity to rest and sprawled beside Shardul, then began gently licking her forelimb to soothe the weary muscles. Meanwhile, the cougar carefully plucked a duck, which he passed to Reggie when he was done. The coyote gave a grateful grunt, then began to feed. It was her fair wage for a job well done at the hollow's borders.

His question gave the coyote pause. She swallowed the morsel of flesh in her mouth, then answered straightforwardly, "Regipre."