Luneshale Pass hielo

there remains the matter of the woman. soto searches for her, a hare clutched in his jaws. 

it is not altruism that bid him to check @Silvertongue’s welfare. rather, it’s a sense of pragmatism. he knows the dark humors of his brother, and knows that a man kept busy, with appetite fed, is a content man — but a man with undefined purpose and undirected hunger has a cobra’s aspect; mercurial, cruel, and capricious. 

so long as she walks, she will pull in the eye of juarèz; this soto prefers, as it grants him a freedom from the jaguar’s thumb. 

finding her, he throws the hare at her feet. cómela.