Big Salmon Lake cover the face, blanket the body

Anger, she replied, and...stress. The huntress drew in a deep breath and lifted herself with a wince. Through one eye, she examined the non-threatening form of the wolf before her. They didn't know one another beyond the previous encounter; she regretted it having been their first impression.

Ying stood and shook the water from her pelt. She sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth and turned to lick her wound as she stepped from ice to land. I think, then, she is a loner. I am sorry, to her, too. She looked at Hydra with a sincere gaze, knowing that forgiveness would not come so easily.