Moonspear older and far away

Once her eyes adjusted to the dim interior, Pie glanced at the second figure tucked further back. He looked like a pile of mud heaped against the far wall, which wasn’t the most charitable thought. Before she could scold herself for it, the women’s voices recaptured her attention.

You’re welcome, she said, toeing the skunk skin a little nearer to—she hadn’t caught her name.

Her lips moved to ask, only the patient and Sialuk began to talk among themselves. Treepie swallowed her question for the moment, tail swinging slowly as she followed the conversation in attentive silence.