Qeya River šest

it was good to see him. good enough that it only emptied her mind further. what had she wanted to say to him? any lines practiced no longer existed.

only silence filled with a look of gratitude.

the jackrabbit was taken and she at once set to the work of breaking it down. she desired as much of the fur as she could save, even if it would not be much. then the rich nutrients found within the organs. she could have done this all with his soft presence if not for the looming thought that they both shared, it seemed.

it is why i called for you, she confessed while her glacier eyes settled upon his silver-framed face. she did not enjoy thinking of how much his absence would cut away at her. you speak first. she invited as she worked free meat to eat.

it was better he voiced his own thinking before her. lest she make a fool of herself.