Verdigris Ravine outlets

A kind voice reached her ears.

When she turned to look, it was to see a woman. Small and lanky, beautiful. It was everything Lament thought a coyote should be. She saw no mingling of wolf in the woman.

Perhaps she stared too long before she spoke.

Not sure.

Why did the woman stay down there?

Come? An invitation, that she would accept being declined if one so wished.