Moonspear eye of the untold her

Pie felt wretched by the time she crossed over the borders. Her head hurt. Her feet hurt. Her heart hurt worst of all. She paused to glance up the mountain, oblivious to the red staining her left eye, and decided to yip a note letting her pack mates know she was back.

Lacking the energy to make the climb, the Ostrega shuffled to a cache buried near the foot of the mountain. She didn’t have much appetite, yet she forced herself to eat the first thing she found there, which happened to be a wood rat. She took small, halfhearted bites and thought about what she needed to say to @Kindle.