Before she knew what was happening, Catskill slammed into the cliff face. Something cracked and agony filled one of her legs. She bounced off into a spin as the wind whistled in her ears, then fell back and hit again. More things broke, more legs hurt; some of her coat was ripped off when her face hit the rock wall. She landed on her side on an upthrust rock. Her head smashed the ground hard enough for her to see stars and she screamed as she felt the stone’s point tickling her guts. She forced herself off it and to her legs even as the world reeled beneath her. But the pain was already shrinking as her body shut it down for the moment. Hopped up on her fight-or-flight instinct, Catskill spun around, looking for the bear.