Fox's Glade reykur

things bigger than bjarna were not a novelty.

most things she might see would grow bigger than her. including the man who thrusted towards her with a precision unlike anything she had seen.

or perhaps she had seen it before.

in the hunting form of mother bear.

she slammed herself into the ground on instinct alone, smaller than she already was. her fur may have prickled but it did her little favors.

ekki borða. ekki borða.

she spoke mother's tongue.