Hoshor Plains of a chain reaction of countermoves

Ariadne kept close to Moonsong's camp now that she was in heat. There'd be a man who'd frightened her a few days prior, right before the hunt, and she did everything to prevent him or any other threats from getting to her. She was thankful for the individuals who helped her: the ones who fetched supplies to her camp to work with, who brought food, and most importantly, who provided good company.

Today, she worked with bison fur down by the river near Moonsong’s camp. She tried to get a bloodstain out and used all her effort to clean it out of the fur. While she worked, she sang a lullaby that she'd surely pass down.

careful now, the herd is sleeping
wandering tired from a day of leaping
hush! listen? what do you hear?
i hear the hunters returning near
they will be tired from a day of leaping
quiet, children, the hunters are sleeping