Moonsong Glacier sistermine

his eyes danced. "she must be a wise woman indeed if we sound the same!" for a moment he only ran, the cold wind in his throat and nostrils, wind at his nape; for a moment it felt as if he were home and the man running beside was another seal hunter.
and then he slowed; he caught his breath; he laughed, saying between pants, "i cannot take you to meet her. it would feel too much like arrangement. but i will send you to moonspear with her name."
"it is simbelmyne." his eyes shone. "say mine to her and she will understand. i have encouraged her to seek many hunters before she makes her choice. she is shy, but you are kind." a wink!