Blacktail Deer Plateau and all god's people find their place

The yearling's admission exposed only the tiniest piece of vulnerability, but it was enough to appeal to Lane's sympathies and hold her in place a little longer. Boy, she was sentimental these days.

"Me either," Lane likewise confessed. "I live in the Taiga to the north, beneath the glacier." Before the kid could come back with any more well why aren't you there -type questions, Lane continued, "But I used to live down south, in the Wilderness. Hence, my loose ends." She gave a wave of her tail, hopeful that this conversation might yet be salvaged.