Bearclaw Valley reliance

Sif's tail wagged in relief when the older woman appeared. Now feeling not quite so out-of-place, the girl greeted her sister-wife with a nuzzle of understated affection. Wardruna had not been around quite so much lately, but Poet had been something of a constant in her life since meeting the man.

"Everyone smells funny," she said to the other. "Are they sick? Why do they act this way?"

Even talking about it sent a shiver of anxiety down her spine. Things had indeed been very odd lately.