Qeya River [m] horn lance

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a cold plan spread within his mind, and that the chieftain hunted a caribou heart for his mate, and brought it back to where @Star Eater had made her den. it was hers, as much as she wanted to make it their own. he was not a man for dens and delighted in the idea of leaving behind the river again, perhaps even some slight pleasure in the idea of breaking their attachment to this frozen water.

not only the heart, but a hide, which he dumped into the snow and left to puddle blood. "you will scrape its side," sun eater murmured when he had set the viscera down in a better place, gently enough but in no way veiling that it was an order.

he looked for respite then; hides, pelts. "i am hungry," he said as he lay down, another expectation. she would not scurry like red leaf, and sun eater did not expect it. but he did have the entitlement to be pleased.

his eyes watched her.