Emberflame Ridge You carry my fears as the heavens set fire

"Moonglow.." The name hit her tongue. There was something strange in saying it. 

"Can't say I've heard of it! But I will remember." 

Damn the distances. "Oh, darn!" Far-off packlands running in the lower regions out there somewhere. Sickness still persisted. Vagabonds could be difficult to stray from, and she thought pointedly of the dark woman who pinched her teeth on her coat. That one too was likely ill. Muskrat and Makono handled it quickly! Perhaps they were home at the ridge again!

Shaking her pelt, the girl had a defeated fall of ears and pulled the corners of her lips up sheepishly. 

"My homes up there," Nutuyikruk nosed towards the dark mountains. 

"I belong to Shadow Ridge. Took a nasty fall though and didn't make the climb back up. I was hoping you were newblood to fill me in on what I've missed out on all this time. Guess I should have yelled out before chasing you rabidly," she laughed again. "Thanks for the lesson on that."