Fairspell Meadow ambaróne

She was so tiny! The young woman reminded Easy of Bhediya as she'd last seen her, even though their pelts were as different as shadow and snow. This might have been a sad thought at another time, but her high spirits spurred the black bear easily into prey. Her only worry, for a time, was being sure not to bowl the young woman over in her enthusiasm.

They romped through the snowy field, wheeling and kicking and snapping teeth. The woman's silence unnerved Easy for a time, but she hardly noticed it by the time she lost her breath to laughter. She ended any tussling by standing upright and being generally immovable to the much smaller wolf.

"You should hurry," she said, high spirited but just a little regretful. "If you want to be sure you'll have babes come springtime." Her head tilted. "That is what you are doing, yes?"

Because otherwise, it was dangerous for her to be out here alone.