Nimbus Summit Pitsiak

breathe. breathe. breathe.
a woman vaguely recognized as tessa was there now.
heda shut her eyes. she had missed almost everything antha had said, but as the second she-wolf looked toward her, small bits filtered back through her strained consciousness.
a vine. a branch. issorartuyok turning away. agony. she inexplicably hissed a laugh at the irony that now she expected it to hurt more.
a delayed, eager nod was given to tessa. "uh ... uh ... once, once my sister —" involuntary, strangled pause as she thought of druid; druid! "— and i and her — our friend, we met with ... all these other wolves ... it was winter, anyway, we hunted .... there were so many caribou and so many of us —"
heda focused on breathing again.