Bitterroot Valley Never Close to Heaven

sometime after joining wbs, finding whitney, etc.
timelines suck.

fréobearn didn’t need @Germanicus to assist her. sometime after their joining, she told him that the trip to her cache could be made alone. of course, she couldn’t know if he would mind her words, or if he would be dismissive enough to ignore them. 

either way, she decided to make the journey under the assumption that she was alone. protect me, fréo whispered while she walked, guide me toward your bounty. the high elk was with her, even when he could not be seen.

a vaguely familiar shape in the near-distance caught her attention. fréobearn stood silent for a moment, examining the creature, but could not gather any scent aside from smoke and ash. hello? she called stepping slowly forward, then, calhoun?