Whitefish River Erlkönig

tamar listened intently.

she was of the same mind as rodyn, and glanced in thought to their little ones. the scarred father would be far more effective than she in both the hunt and the fording.

small steps carried her cautiously to his side, eyes flicking momentarily toward the elk. "you go into the river. i will stay with them. we will go around or find an easier place." a smile encouraged and said all was well, and she glanced at solveig in resolute excitement.