Silvertip Mountain turnkey blood

bears, bears, fucking bears!

curse her father and his stupid superstitions—and curse Aventus, too, for what he'd claimed to have done to Evien. her mother is unwell, and all Merrick can speak of is the bear.

her frustration is written clear upon her face, and she shakes her head slowly, trying to clear it.

she cannot. Avicus will never understand him.

i gghhoh. be wih' her. with that, she slips past Merrick, unless he is to stop her, and begins to hunt for the latest traces of her mother's sickly scent.