Whitebark Stream anisitkaa ⪼

She was embarrassed now. Flushed with the emotions of earlier and she worked her nerves out tending to the caribou.

Soft-snow.

I will see the taiga more with them. But perhaps she still sought to clarify with her mother, that she might rotate with the herd before a camp was settled.

She wondered what was to the northeast.

Some part of her cherished the idea of a snowy camp.