Redtail Rise Uneasy silence

sixteen! that number was closer to an army.

he wonders if mountain boulder’s youth would choose to stay with the rise once they grew older. maybe then they could build such numbers as moontide.

that’s a lotta mouths to feed. he replies. we’re about half’a that.

and it is not long until they near the cache. mulherin reaches beneath the sprawling shrubbery and begins to unearth the remains of a carcass. only sounds of gnawing can be heard before he drags out a large, severed caribou haunch.

he turns to the man. here—this should be enough.