Larksong Grotto doctor sleep

maybe @Hiram?

she had studiously avoided the cardinal since the pack meeting, named as he was by kesheph. no -- vuk filled her days with rearing seff and seeking a deeper bond with terich, compromised as it was by her love for reek. hiram was not a name she accepted, but vuk was too wearied to argue this aloud. her lover was no more -- she had watched him die upon the priestess' altar.

dusk found the woman returning home after a successful hunt; a pheasant hung from her jaws. the return of the prey animals had padded her skeletal frame with a hint of curvature; her pelt had found itself richer for the meat, and her eyes were bright despite the pain she held daily.

pausing alongside the stream, vuk set down her kill to drink, lingering as the glow of the sun disappeared slowly from the sky to make way for the moon's ascent.