Permafrost Hollows maybe there is damnation

she was fierce in a desperate way, sinewed out of necessity. colt realized the world had carved her into a toughened shape before they had ever met one another. but a winter alone was a way to test her mettle. or die.
colt was no believer in fate. it was good they had met. better she owed him. 
he watched her thin body arc over the kill, pulling the last of its offering into the cold air.