Bitterroot Valley I played mine too

It was not a terribly involved process at this juncture. Sometimes it was much like a game of tug, and Angel had always enjoyed that part. When they reached the river, Angel instructed Elowyn to grab hold of one end and pull while she pulled the other, and between them, they only had to be careful not to rip or score it.

A while later, they paused to rest their jaws, Angel giggling in mirth.

"My jaws are strong from bringing your moonstone all this way," she bragged, hoping this might make the other girl laugh as well.