Firefly Glen Ut in ditt indre ventar bratt ein sti.

moonwoman kept ajei close to her and sat comfortably alongside towhee.

these children, together! it satisfied the village-maker's heart.

and she was pleased, jadestone eyes glimmering, to see herself addressed as atsak.

"he has the name of arrluk," kukutux said, watching her son look into the leafy branches surrounding the edges of the glen. "orca." 

sharing a conspiratorial look with her friend, kukutux turned her shining gaze upon sialuk, who —

she held the dancing lights inside her eyes!

the strike of red against snow-pale, and then the words. "aya!" kukutux exclaimed; she stood and laughed aloud as her eyes filled with joyous tears.

"paniga!" and she put her arms around her ostrega-girl, the one who had helped her to build that first village and would now be anaa in her own. "pukak," and such joy filled her face. "to be mother is to have the goodness of sedna become part of your blood," kukutux said reverently. "i will help you in this."

"i will tell a story," kukutux said, motioning eagerly for sialuk to sit as she reached to kiss the snowy cheek. "come, ajei. you will stay here also."

and then to towhee she looked, and stood. "they share the name orca," she mused again, a little curve to her mouth. "you have seal hunters also on the green mountain, and a daughter of your daughter who is called seal."

another connection.

"who will hear a story?" she called out.