Storm Watch Butte the sundisk of shurima

The Candlekeeper watched in fascination. Eagerly she took in every detail of the woman's activities, utterly still and utterly enraptured by all of it. When it seemed that the stranger had finished with the snake, the little dark coyote started forward, yipping softly to announce herself and her intentions.

What she wanted was to see more; to learn, if she could. Yet the distinct features that marked the woman as tainted by wolf blood made her wary. Candle hesitated.