Bitterroot Valley lewisia

Worse things than those cats? There was nothing worse - but Taktuq held her tongue. This stranger did not appear as one without experience, and the Apataa was tired of fighting her fears alone. If she could draw on a shred of this one's courage for even a day, she might find herself upon the borders of Stone Circle sooner than she had begun to believe she would.

Taktuq, she met the woman's friendly gesture with the slightest of smiles, thank you, Dione. She turned chattering teeth towards the bank. Perhaps with two of us, it is s-safe enough to t-t-travel dry ground.

She assumed her new acquaintance would agree, and slogged towards the riverside. Are you f-from here? Taktuq asked, The water makes your scent f-f-faint, but what I smell is of no pack I know. Do you know of Kvarsheim?