Whitefish River Erlkönig

no specific order :)

Her mother explained, and Thyra followed her gaze toward where the river drew closer to the treeline, where the slope began to rise abruptly. Pursued by a pack of hungry wolves, the elk would likely rush toward the river- where only the strong would manage against the current and the slippery footing. 

She noticed what she saw as trepidation on the faces of who she assumed were the parents of the children- the pretty blonde woman, and the scarred man. When Tamar spoke of fording the river, she looked toward her mother and her brow raised. She inhaled, tipping her head back, and snuck closer to the pair. 

"I think what it is that my mother means-" She supplied quietly, hoping her mother didn't mind that she was stepping in to elaborate and explain, "Is that we will chase the elk to that area...The strong elk will go into the water, leaving behind some that are not so strong or bold...And we will separate one from them, for our target," She said with a hopeful smile. Her mother was, at the best of times, quite abrupt- often assuming that those around her would be able to finish her thoughts. 

She looked to her mother for affirmation, hoping she might have clarified things.