Bitterroot Valley garmr

She stayed longer than he had expected.

Miska leans into the shove, savouring the feeling of her warm body, the angry flick of her tail.

"Saying common wolf name for Srebrna Królowa?" he calls after her. "This sin!" Then, his voice tempered by growing distance, "You will come to Miska, beauty, skinflayer! When blood is hot and Asking Men give to you only boredom!"

He laughs. It is a beastly sound.