Great Bear Wilderness as the crow flies

revui had done this? surprise shuddered through the woman, but she kept to her task. there, the mark of teeth. she descended into the supplies she had brought, began to chew comfrey into a paste. no webs to be had here, kukutux thought grimly, teeth massing the gooey mess until it was a bolus she littered onto the tear.

as it set, the girl, beyond herself for once, pressed her ear to his quiet frame, touched his wrist with her muzzle. weakened pulse, erratic, but he would live, so long as he did not continue to bleed.

revui. this woman knew him also. "why did they fight?"