Blacktail Deer Plateau his truth becomes written

a smile, gentle.

tamar enjoyed their banter and the roll of accented words. she missed arsenio. each day they spent often, each night together, but he had long been from leadership.

and he was not with her now.

it was for him she hungered.

party business; her tongue caught, but she nodded to solveig. "epoch — needs to come out of the mountains. it is isolated. one of my sons is recovering from an attack. i —" and pride flared, and she cut it down, "i came to ask if you would be interested in our numbers joining your own?"

even for the winter, just to ease the burden on what amounted to four hunters and children not yet old enough for the hunt. her eyes did not plead, but they were hopeful. "i know it is a lot to ask, and so suddenly. i am willing to go and to come back another time for your answer."