Shadowwyn Moor jēdiys

she had never thought she'd prefer newer faces, ones that knew less than her. yet it bolstered her self esteem and status. it showed her that she had truly become one with the caribou — and that others could do it too.

we hunt. she offered with warmth and pride. watch the caribou. find the weakest. yet she knew she could easily rally numbers to their side if they found one beefy and hale, one that might sweep out hunger until they walked to the next place.

come! a barked command — if it could be called such, when she said it like an excited child to a friend — as she picked up her pace.