Big Salmon Lake twixt the two a witch shall falter

having no intention of traveling to the newly claimed lands of the redhawk wolves, lasher nevertheless found himself in great bear wilderness. he had been tracking a lone mule deer, again, but this time his body was rife with hunger, and he intended to slay the buck as soon as he was within striking distance. the animal was lamed, but that did not keep it from evading his jaws for hours upon end.

presently, he approached the shimmering surface of an unfamilar, cold lake; gazing at his reflection had recently become a diversion of sorts for the delta, and today was no exception. his soul sought to see what it was peregrine had found wanting in him, and taltos curled himself upon the bank to contemplate the details of his dark face.

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