Herbalists' Cache mud dancer

there.

it was done.

he did not trust black hawk. but he did not believe she would harm his children, nor those of sivaak to come. now blood bound blood; the children in the snow shelter shared what ran in her veins. there was no more to say.

staring at her a moment longer, sun eater turned and trotted away, headed into the open plains to hunt. he was not satisfied, yet this was all it could be for now. 

she thanked him. she bowed her head. he did not need to press more.

fraught with ire, he left her there in the snow.