Bitterroot Valley I played mine too

Angel nodded her thanks, trying not to dribble tears or (embarrassing!) snot on her friend's pretty coat. She lost her battle, though, and gave a little hiccoughing sob when Elowyn brought up the den being empty of her.

"I'll keep it warm for you," she said, her voice thick. "But I'll miss you so much. You'll have to hurry back."

She pulled back to look at Elowyn's face again.

"I truly can't thank you enough, Winnie," she said, softly now. "Not just for this. Just — thank you for being part of my life, now. And for being you."