Silver Moraine three hammers

liability. sun eater did not know this word, but he gleaned its meaning from the wider context, and once more his remaining eye narrowed into scrutiny. why would a boy who knew little of hunting turn down the opportunity for mentorship? then again, the stranger was not saatsine. he did not belong to sun eater and was not his 'liability,' whatever it might truly mean.

"when i have your moons, i fall, hard, in front of entire clan. and woman i liked. running, hard running. then shame. but i put it in my head," the caribou wolf grunted. his mien accepted the polite decline and he began to saunter past the yearling. he would hunt before he returned, and now his mind turned to that end.

he was curious about the rise, however, as much as he should be. who were they? hunters? warriors? his inquiry was great.