Hoshor Plains rich in the mind that's why i'm making deposits

by the sharp scent of brine upon the girl-child, kukutux knew her to be from sapphique. the green eyes blinked when she was addressed; she pulled her wrap from her shoulders and showed the young one its soft fur and cured skin.

"i have the name of kukutux. i am moonwoman of moonglow village."

the pale ears cupped forward. "you have come with mireille?"