Silver Moraine even though I'll never know what's up ahead

strange mutual apprehension rippled through them both. perhaps in that way they shared some similarity with the caribou they hunted, perceptive to the subtlest change within one another.

meeting stargirl’s curt nod with a level gaze, sobeille found herself looking past yura where sivaak denned. she nodded in turn, brushing past in a show of solidarity.

they would find the caribou killer and begin their long march home. sobeille thought of yura’s grandmother and their last meeting. it pleases me to see your face.

she held the image of her maman in her mind as they threaded through dark pine.