Swiftcurrent Creek pipestone

"you do not?" muskrat thrust back, enjoying the friendly parry. quick work with fangtips pulled back the slimy green to reveal the flaky white flesh beneath. "has taste like field grouse," the warrior opined, encouraging the other with another glance.

"swamp have bigger things than this to eat," muskrat went on, thinking of tender young caiman with a watering to her mouth. "frog easier to catch than deer or rabbit. only need more than one to fill belly."

it was good to speak of what she knew, good to keep her mind from the things she remembered.