Dawnlark Plains LXXIII

he too had not seen redd.

and so he spent his days on the borders. quiet, vigilant, idly searching for traces of her. making up for time lost in effort spent to defend their claim. 

he is relieved when ulfhedinn calls—their caches were lower than usual, and his stomach constantly gnawed at him for food. slowly, the bulk of his weight would return.

he joins the huntlead with a woof, and surveys the gathering of caribou ahead.