Bearclaw Valley oh inside, you feel like needles

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indra's ruse had worked -- but any gloating she devised was shortlived. blondine was hot on her tail in a roaring gallop and indra scooted as fast as her limbs could carry her, paws thundering in the snow with rapid crunches of each stride.

all of the sudden, something physical and heavy and unexpected cleaved into her side. "ooof!" indra listed suddenly, crashing to the snow in a graceless heap. she spun once, and then twice, before her splayed limbs caught her -- and wholly dusted in white snow, she quickly surged to her feet and chased after the now very-far-ahead abernathy woman.