Moonsong Glacier the tears that spill from her eyes

the woman does not speak again and praimfaya does as she's said she was going to: she turns her back to the woman — she can practically hear blodreina telling her to never turn her back to anyone — and begins to put distance between the cougar's nearing scent and her body. despite her bravado, praimfaya has no interest in becoming anyone's lunch. blodreina did not die so that praimfaya could die weeks later. to her surprise, the unhurried footfalls of the older woman are heard and praimfaya's ears flutter back atop the crown of her skull for a moment before they cup forward, her attention more on ensuring she is not walking into the territory of another predator.

the silence ticks on for a while longer. if you're going to follow me, praimfaya breaks it loftily, peering over her shoulder. you could at least tell me about yourself. your name, for instance. though it was unclear why, exactly, this woman had accepted her invitation. were they to eventually part ways once they were clear of the cougar's range or ...was this a silent, albeit tentative inquisition to learn more of roangeda?