Shadowwyn Moor life eternal

"many." innate mistrust roused by what he felt to be pointed questioning, sun eater's brief goodwill flickered. as he did not wish to state an image of weakness, there would be no glance for swiftcurrent warriors.

"maybe — mother and daughter. i see it in father and son also," the hunter declared, setting off with rangy lope beside the line of broken snow. "not want to die. not want to see die. die together," he laughed instead, though it carried a note of admiration.

caribou were fierce and resilient. they were not foolish creatures; they knew when to work beside a wolf and when to defend. 

in time he found dark blood in the drifts, exploring it in a detailed way with nostrils and taste.