Tuktu Weir Into storms that rip the night

that got his attention. she wasn't sure how long she'd have it-- or how hungry he really was. the glade was a short travel, but a hike nonetheless. if anything, she could offer herself as a hunting partner. "in my territory we have full caches," she told him, tail swaying, "but it's easier to hunt in pairs, if you're hungry now." maybe that was enough to keep his attention. maybe he'd be more willing to share information-- if he had any.