Flycatcher Downs but you lie

woman was too confident for her own good. nose wrinkled for a moment as she drew closer, teeth threatening to flash a pearly white, tail flicked behind her, too. you are close, she pointed out. she had no intention of being bothered? the gall. deer walk nearby, she said, so the snowwoman pushed past and lifted her nose to the air.

you are right, she murmured, as if reluctantly so. perhaps she could frame this in a way that the stranger would agree to, so she turned back to the taller woman and said: we hunt together, if you like, as if it were to be her blessing to hunt alongside this bold woman. we feed, and you do not traverse further north, that was her deal.

should it seem agreeable enough to her? nanuralaaq hoped so, as did her stomach.