Lost Creek Hollow blackbird song is over now

After taking small bits and pieces, her jaw still throbbed a bit, but Mordecai seemed to be getting the picture. He stepped forward, at first Shikoba thought he was going to eat, but instead he tore the meat into somewhat even pieces. They weren't perfect, though Shikoba didn't mind.

His suggestion made the native nod her head. She could eat later, probably when he left. She let out a breath before looking towards the entrance, hoping to see the virgin white hair of the little Ishi. He needed to come home, one way or another.

She returned her gaze to Mordecai, her eyes avoiding his but showing direction towards him. Shikoba must find Ishi. Ishi with cat, not safe.