whoops a daisy

"You picked a hell of a time to make a social call."

Bazi looked down at her own soiled legs and laughed a short, raspy laugh. "I didn't pick it." It had been her intention to offer her services as an additional hunter in exchange for a bed, spend some time in the glow of Tuwawi's infinite wisdom, and leave a better wolf. Danica had hovered over the plans like an elephant's shadow even then, and had catapulted to the forefront of Bazi's mind when fate shoved her off a cliff and left her to die.

News of Njal and Tuwawi's disaster distracted from having to launch into an awkward conversation, but that was the only good thing about it. A cold fist closed around her heart. "What? And the others - Maera?" Bazi shuffled forward, eyes on the distant Glacier. "How far is she from here?"