Sunset Valley swison

Druid quietly wondered if her sister and friend found Nyra’s answer as dissatisfying as she did. If it was only luck, then was there anything she could teach them about defending themselves against larger predators? Heda read her mind again, pressing the subject, while Mireille contributed her meek two cents.

If there was anything she intended to ask, she soon forgot about it when the redhead pressed closer to her. She made a strange sound which sent Druid’s ears to flickering, though she quickly realized Mireille’s teeth were chattering. She frowned thoughtfully and leaned into the other girl.

Heda, I think Mireille and I are going to head over there, Druid decided aloud, gesturing with her snout toward some trees clustered at the foot of the nearby glacier. Will you be okay here with Nyra, and… She cast her mismatched eyes around for the man whose name she didn’t know, spotting him in the distance, working the herd.