Blackwater Islands And you’ll still be by my side

Mireille had been returned happily to her family, but she'd left Bridget with a gift - an idea of how to, occasionally, feed herself. She was balanced carefully on two legs and digging with the third, but the clam she tried to uncover kept burrowing deeper.

Bridget let out a soft hiss of breath and tried to switch her stance so that she could use both paws to dig in order to catch it. She wasn't used to it yet and forgot to sit down completely first. Overbalanced, she fell over, and her shoulder hit the sand with a heavy thump.

Oh, fucking hell. She twisted to try and get her legs back under her, then caught sight of an approaching Alduin. Great. Her shoulder smarted, but she managed to unsteadily stand (at least). You look like a wolf who can dig. Maybe he could finish it. Better that than watching her fall on her ass again.