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aäiáaaàuliq ⪤ - Kukutux - December 08, 2024
staying vague about what she'd know <3
with arrluk and @Ipiktok present under the experienced bannering of @Valiant, kukutux saw fit to take her sun man on excursion.
a long while it had been since surf greeted @Aiolos' eyes; kukutux sensed the churning in him, empty shells washed onto a dry beach.
loss and loss again had eaten at them both. on the second morning of their journey, kukutux spat out another molar loosened by long years of chewing pelts to leather.
but she waved off any worry from her mate, jesting that the tooth offered itself to the waves.
moontide. the village was uncommonly quiet, and kukutux herself grew wordless as she and aiolos stepped over the border and sought the death ulaq of samani.
gifts of skin and whorls of dried elk meat were unslung from moonglow shoulders, green eyes glancing to see what truths showed.
a long while it had been since surf greeted @Aiolos' eyes; kukutux sensed the churning in him, empty shells washed onto a dry beach.
loss and loss again had eaten at them both. on the second morning of their journey, kukutux spat out another molar loosened by long years of chewing pelts to leather.
but she waved off any worry from her mate, jesting that the tooth offered itself to the waves.
moontide. the village was uncommonly quiet, and kukutux herself grew wordless as she and aiolos stepped over the border and sought the death ulaq of samani.
gifts of skin and whorls of dried elk meat were unslung from moonglow shoulders, green eyes glancing to see what truths showed.
RE: aäiáaaàuliq ⪤ - Aiolos - December 08, 2024
The old pair traveled. Aiolos had done it far too many times to count. He navigated as well as he had always, just a bit slower as he went. Again, he was happy that the hunts had not been far north-east in the alpines this year.
Kukutux spat a tooth into the sands and the sea gobbled it up. A piece of herself offered to Sea, indeed.
When they moved to the death ulaq of their daughter to their eldest litter, they helped one another pull the hides from their backed, wrapped up haphazardly onto their torso with vine and thin root. Placing the gifts onto the grave, Aiolos takes a heavy breath. A year, a daughter gone. A second year, a daughter of a second litter gone. Aiolos worried of @Galana in the year to follow. He would not tell his wife. He wouldn't speak it into existence.
My sea-side girl...Whispered.
RE: aäiáaaàuliq ⪤ - Kukutux - January 02, 2025
their gifts set.
"samani. daughter of samani. hear us. hear that we sing to your spirits even now. we speak your names. aya. aya. you are remembered."
gently she leant against aiolos as she spoke, falling silent for the talking had taken much from her.
a single tear fell into his crimson fur.
"samani. daughter of samani. hear us. hear that we sing to your spirits even now. we speak your names. aya. aya. you are remembered."
gently she leant against aiolos as she spoke, falling silent for the talking had taken much from her.
a single tear fell into his crimson fur.