Deepwood Weald [m] red flax

Her cheeks warmed to hear Chakliux call not only for Dutch, but for herself- and Sulukinak, the dark, quiet one- to come to him. She thought perhaps he wanted them for a hunt, and thought glowingly of being invited along. She loped to answer his summons, slowing to a floating trot as she caught sight of three men gathered together. 

She greeted Chakliux, brother of her husband, beloved to her now for the bond the two men shared. She moved then to her husband’s side, pressing her side to his. Soon enough, she hoped, she would begin to show- and then all would know that she and Dutch would be expecting children. 

The stranger was regarded curiously, and given a shy bob of her head.