Sheepeater Cliff now i lay me down to sleep

Razorback observed him. He did not seem aggressive and for this, she felt an immense amount of relief. Her life was spent fighting, and there was not a moment she would take back. But for the minute, she merely wanted rest. An ear leaned in his direction as he spoke, and she nodded.

He seemed amicable enough, but he had not extended an invitation toward her and Razorback was not one to assume he wanted her nearby despite the gentleness behind his tone. She blinked. I don't know where I am. I figure, it might give me some sort of bearing on where to head next. Her voice was hoarse from its disuse, but there it was.