Swiftcurrent Creek rubies

Days, at most, she thought.

So she was held up in her den most of the time. Not willing to risk the wobbling to the river or towards the borders. Faces come to see her were welcomed, for now.

Lestan. A man she had almost taken! It was for that alone she welcomed him, knowing he was careful and respectful of these things.

Come, A dark paw patted at the warm, fox-fur bed.