Swiftcurrent Creek copper

the break in her right hind-ankle had been clean, but the days forced to walk upon it had not done well for its swelling. the blackhaired warrior had ordered her to find a woman called @Arlette. muskrat called out once in her coywolf cry, then settled to sit out the rest of the rain beneath a stand of birchtrees, annoyed and yet relieved she would not have to hunt alone.