Permafrost Hollows maybe there is damnation

the plan was, he told @Indra III, for him to teach her how to raid. how to knock off a cache; how to feed herself when no one was looking.
the first few times he caught prey for her, he thought nothing of it. then subsequent occasions, indra might turn to find his eyes curious on her.
or, in one instance, he would be openly demanding that she stay close, in a harsh temper the next, and relenting at last. he was mercurial and made no attempts to change.
night brought cold rain. he tossed what he had caught to her: a small hare. "you take it." colt was drenched and left what little shelter there was among these ice-holes to her as well.