StoneThe floor of the forest was cool and calm. The hot sunlight sifted down from in between the leaves and twigs and did not burn with its full strength. Hunter's instincts took over the lone woman, and she, for a moment, forgot the glade and her family that was waiting there. She heard, saw, and smelled, she mingled with the forest's shadows, became one of its mysterious travelers. It had been like this for her people since the time of her ancestors, a long time ago. There was just the forest, the hunter, and the prey.
Vierra did not have a clear thought about where to go, since midsummer was not the most favorable time for hunting. The big game was spread out, and smaller animals did not leave tracks as they did in the wintertime snow. Summer was a time for fishing, not hunting, for th
