Bear Talker turned her away from the horses to carry her to the water then hesitated. “Do you want me to remove your shift?” Again, her face flushed. She wasn’t sure if this man had ever seen her naked, but she wasn’t ready for that now. His face was so close to hers she could feel his breath on her skin. “Nay, leave it be,” she replied in a slight quiver. Bear Talker shrugged a shoulder as he waded in.
Erin noticed that in the little cove where he had taken them, they were surrounded by tiny pods of Cat-tails. The silk broke free from broken pods and floated like tiny dancers, swaying and lifting with the breeze before gently landing on the surface of the water. Becoming immersed in the beauty around her she momentarily forgot about her anxiety and sorrow. She continued to become fascinated by the pods that surfed both the air and the water, and wondered if she had seen this before with snowflakes. She sighed. Wherever she was, and with whom, she could not say, however she couldn’t imagine a more beautiful spot to be.