Kana walked one last lap around the house and sat down on the porch steps, the heels of her feet aching from meaningless use. When she’d gotten home a few days before, it was sunny and warm outside… until she realized she’d forgotten her key at Kora’s house all the way in Windhelm.
Things had changed dramatically just to spite her.
Almost overnight the temperature had dropped from comfortable to unseasonably cold and dark thunderheads had rolled in, threatening to spill out awful amounts of freezing rain on her at any moment. Luckily, the last hunting trip she’d gone on had left her with more than a few animal pelts to snuggle up in at night… though they stunk worse than anything Kana had experienced in her life. Now she sat waiting the same as the day before and the day before that; spread eagle on the steps of her husband’s locked house, quite unsure as to what exactly she was waiting for.
Maybe a locksmith. Or somebody with enough guts to kick down the door, because she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Or Sleeps, back from wherever he inconveniently disappeared to.
Maybe she should just go on another hunting trip. It was unlikely anybody, even a stranger, would pass by anytime soon.
Kana had lulled herself into a doze when approaching footsteps woke her and subsequently sent her scrambling to sit up.
Who was it?