Blacktail Deer Plateau ◊;

the tone was questioning, and elk charm answered though she did not know the word. "because it is too much to carry and too long to wait for it to be more easily carried. it will take me a week to make the meat ready and at least another three days for the skin."
her voice rose and fell in irritable, worried cadence.
"ten days! ten days, and i have to — i am searching for my brother."
her eyes stared at the man, slightly dazed. "he is lost. he is lost and i must find him."
elk charm recovered, stuffed another strip of meat into her mouth, and began to haul the pronghorn toward the cache, claws digging into the earth with effort.
but she did not ask for help. this was light work for a sharadoiii woman.