Swiftcurrent Creek Its been one week since you looked at me

The black-furred bastard arrived as she was struggling to run, and before she knew it there was the helpful weakling (Lestan) too; but together they drove at her, and the closer of the two shouted that she should run, run! Get out!

Indra wouldn't recall the moments between taking flight and her escape, not for ages. The pain was too much; the panic, also. She struggled for any steps but forced herself after Gun, thinking my heart is going to explode here and now and I'll never see my family again.

But she was away, at last, and running in her pathetic way alongside the more-skin-than dog rescuer; behind them was Lestan, and Akavir, while before them was the terrible wilderness and a winter Indra was not at all equipped to handle.

Indra out!