her stomach rounds, her sickness ends, her appetite sharpens.
the caches are filled and revisited.
iza craves bloody venison, freshkilled. she follows deer through the black woodland with an almost wistful air.
but this type of hunting needs others, and she has no inclination to find others again.
iza hunts pine marten among the shadows and skins out the limp body before she reenters the forest's most forbidding center. only there does she feel secure.
the caches are filled and revisited.
iza craves bloody venison, freshkilled. she follows deer through the black woodland with an almost wistful air.
but this type of hunting needs others, and she has no inclination to find others again.
iza hunts pine marten among the shadows and skins out the limp body before she reenters the forest's most forbidding center. only there does she feel secure.
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