Swiftcurrent Creek Blackfish

The woman still said nothing. Her eyes were piercing upon him.

Akavir took charge of the conversation with ease. He naturally fit into the place of a leader. Swordfish listened, understanding that this was a place where he would earn his keep. The boy had no intention of doing anything otherwise. He had been driven by anger to this place, to these wolves. When he had learned what he needed, he would go to the next.

Until the bear was dead.

I’m a good hunter. I’ll work to fill yer caches, to start.

The boy thought that he could learn the terrain, chart his next course. He wanted the woman to teach him a thing or two about holding his own. He liked the coldness of her. He liked that she seemed unwavering.