Stone Circle she holds the hand that holds her down

When @Bjarna was awake again, Sanja gave her a good bathing. It satisfied an untouchable part of her to be motherly, and she did not question it. She tried to bring up more of the stag but by this time much of the meat Sanja had left in her belly had been digested; she found she had to eat much more than usual lately, but this too went without question.

With the child roused, she set about showing them around. Her main goal was to leave the aspenwood and head for the meadow, as she knew the carcass of the stag would be there. It was a risk, though. The man from before, who had hunted it and traded with her, might have returned for another bite - and that was not someone Sanja wanted to see again so soon.

When she came upon the stag body it was alive with flies. A raven had taken the stag's eyes. The belly was open, as something large had come in the night and eaten some of the choice meats... But there was enough left over. Sanja nosed at Bjarna's cheek and murmured a few familiar words -- hungry? eat? -- and then sniffed around the stag body, motioning to it.