Kintla Flatlands For just as Every Seed holds the Power

Easy winced just a little at the casual reminder. It was a topic that clearly weighed heavy on Everest's mind. She wished she could peel it off and toss it away like a leech, but such things were frustratingly beyond her grasp. For once, she could think of nothing to say to this, so she was glad when the conversation moved on.

"Well, you know what they say," she said with another laugh, "I've you've got it, use it! And I have more than many."

Her size and build had made her feel awkward when she was Everest's age. These days, she thought it was something like an accomplishment.

When she'd caught her breath, the blackbear began to eat, tearing into the abdomen to secure the liver. She did not offer any of this cut to Everest, but the rest of it was shared as equally as the young woman wished. Of course, two wolves could not eat a whole pronghorn in one sitting! Easy made plans to double back with Sumac when she found him — they could have another meal if there was anything left by then.

"Well, Everest," she said, her face bloody and her belly round. "I must track down my friend before he worries too much. You are welcome to come along if you wish — but either way, I hope that we will cross paths again."