Stone Circle I guess it hasn’t hit me yet

At first, Taktuq had stood back as others attended to Moss more directly than she. The Modir cared for her by bringing fresh kill and herbs — but never, never entered her dwelling, in caution of any curse that may have lingered behind.

But as she stood back, she also watched, and understood that the curse seemed contained within the woman herself. No one else had fallen ill — no one had fallen at all, and today, Taktuq decided she would bring the kill to Moss and deliver it directly.

A fat rabbit hung in the Modir’s jaws, and swung. It took her every ounce of self control not to eat the prey herself. She’d been hungrier than usual these past couple of days. Indeed, nothing seemed to satiate.

But she did control herself, and when she reached Moss she found the woman sitting upright and for once looking well!

She might have dropped the rabbit out of sheer surprise! Yet managed to catch herself, and placed the prey on the ground before the woman of Swiftcurrent Creek.

Moss, she said with a soft smile, you fare better, it does seem?