Swiftcurrent Creek i've had my coffee, so let's go

Tuwawi's laugh elicited a matching giggle from Bazi. It faded into comfortable silence, allowing the younger girl an opportunity to gather herself before the inevitable. Yes, we are going. We will remember you. A hard lump threatened to form in the back of Bazi's throat, forcing her to break eye contact and swallow hard several times before the threat of tears was not quite so imminent. The sound of very awake little children cut in, and both women turned to look.

"You are welcome to spend the night in the den with us, if you'd like. I'm sure the kids will love the fish."

Bazi smiled happily and nodded, relieved that the conversation would turn to happier things. "I would love that. Valtýr fell asleep on my leg the other day, for a lot longer than I'd been prepared for.. I think I was there for several hours and got literally nothing done." She stooped to gather her catch and prepared to follow Tuwawi into the den full of squabbling little pups, painfully aware that moments like these were numbered.