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Despite the efforts of her and several others to pull the beast away from the commotion, its own death throes were powerful enough where it lashed out one final time to strike Blood Spot. She observed the approach of her daughter from the front and released the animal only then to herd her daughter to a place where she would not come to harm in the struggle before she would bear down upon the thing one final time, alongside her daughter who now, she observed in the corner of her eye, was far larger than she! 

New Snow felt pride to see the legacy of herself and of Red Woman converge upon the beast, even in so terrible a time. And the creature stilled, limp; New Snow released and nosed her daughter, observing now the other and Mountain Boulder. 

She wondered about Bobcat, and looked to Red Woman and for the first time in a long while thought of their daughter, Thursday. Gurgling breaths that no dirt could help, bloodspill no snow could stopper. She hoped that her daughter did not die in such a savage way, but her heart ached to think that perhaps she had. The sight before her was a reminder of how ghastly nature could be. 

A whine eked from her throat, but she lingered with her daughters to first let the woman’s son and daughters approach. She peered to her girls, to Mountain Boulder. They two witnessed something necessary to see, but painful all the same—lessons of the Wilderness, a cruel and indiscriminate instructor.