The Sunspire [m] war dart

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the next day, muskrat climbed higher. the true pinnacle of the sunspire would evade her through the sheer snow and ice, but under its head, thin paths crossed and doubled back.

hunger bit at her. she had told the creekwolves that she meant to hunt, and now she stood near the top of a mountain where she hoped men could not reach nor scent her. it did not occur to the warrior that she had only made a banner of her own fragrance.

eating snow for water, muskrat chased pika among the rock crevices for an hour, unsuccessful save for one which she devoured at once.

fire surged in her chest, her belly, between her legs. a low growl of irritation for her own flesh trickled from muskrat's throat as she gnawed on bones for their marrow.