Sawtooth Spire The Stories of the Sunspire Mountains

she hadn’t had a meal since the hare she devoured a few days prior and the woman knew she would have to keep herself fed and prepared for the moons to come so she nodded softly. “Yes that would be wonderful.” It would be easier with two and her tail wagged and matched his own. “I smelt a lone deer up that way.” She pointed up with her nose in its direction.