Bearclaw Valley one voice tells me that they laugh

"you wanna try for it?"

she thought of morwenna. the pain of a black hole in her heart pulsing softly. where was she? what was she doing now?

maybe she also chased hares through the winter snows — a comforting thought.

her head nodded with a determined stiffness. quick she was to begin a stalking crouch, nose hovered above the tracks so that her eyes may follow them keenly.

she trusted cole to be there, so she never looked back for him as her steps quickened.