Nova Peak yon peche [m]

"donnae ever worry for me," mireille chuckled, closing her eyes for a moment. her shoulders twinged; she'd cleaned the blood and the wounds had stopped bleeding many days ago, but at least one of them would scar, a reminder of her encounter on the glacier.
"look," she hooted softly, turning to show him the healing bite-marks along her left haunch, shallow but pinked. "i ran into de man who sired chacal's children dis year. ah, i didnae tell you!" mireille scoffed, stalking around val with angered energy. "he came all de way to sapphique! he followed her, an' he said he would keep huntin' for her. we told him he was not needed, an' den we fought. de nerve!"
and now mireille grew still and rigid, staring off into the taiga from whence she had come. "suppose one of dem come after me, val. i'll kill him."