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ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Sinnatomak - March 30, 2025
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these wilds were a far cry from her home island in the east, and yet the frost and thaw welcomed her in soft whispers. the winds carry a scent that seems so familiar, and yet so far away. it sings to her; a deep and spiritual hymn for the siqniq woman to dance with.
fluid movement carries her across valleys and forests until she's found the scents home. it almost reminds her of kinnigait; of family. her mother used to tell stories of their lineage and ancestors when she was just a little girl.
would it be possible that she'd find kin here? that her travels would be met with reunion and rejoice?
her heartbeat is strong and true. hopeful, as she sings into the morning mist, her voice a beckoning melody.
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Kukutux - March 30, 2025
so swept in white and brushed with fall-red, the woman could have been one of the nuiruk.
there was familiarity to her.
in the morning, kukutux raised her head alone. vaire was with her, weak as always; moonwoman had given her cold broth and chewed meat to sup.
this call drew the duck away from her work at pelts. she drew dark fox around her shoulders and went to greet.
now her eyes beheld, and she wondered. "i greet you. this is the village of moonglow. i am its moonwoman, kukutux."
there was familiarity to her.
in the morning, kukutux raised her head alone. vaire was with her, weak as always; moonwoman had given her cold broth and chewed meat to sup.
this call drew the duck away from her work at pelts. she drew dark fox around her shoulders and went to greet.
now her eyes beheld, and she wondered. "i greet you. this is the village of moonglow. i am its moonwoman, kukutux."
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Sinnatomak - March 30, 2025
"moonwoman?" comes sinna's exclamation. surprise, or perhaps relief, lilts that gentle tone of hers. eyes bright with recognition, though the woman was still unfamiliar. but...the winds, their whispers are feverish. insistent.
"it is an honor to walk amongst a moonwoman." the siqniq woman bows, wearing a kind smile. "i am sinnatomak. child of kinnigait—we had a moonwoman, too. my mother ataksak." would there be a chance that this vision of white would know her?
she rises from her bow with a slow, friendly swish of her plush tail. "this winds guide me here. i hope to find kin."
"it is an honor to walk amongst a moonwoman." the siqniq woman bows, wearing a kind smile. "i am sinnatomak. child of kinnigait—we had a moonwoman, too. my mother ataksak." would there be a chance that this vision of white would know her?
she rises from her bow with a slow, friendly swish of her plush tail. "this winds guide me here. i hope to find kin."
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Kukutux - March 31, 2025
it was an odd thing, to be so known and so quickly. greenjade eyes reflected no surprise, only a brimming warmth as realization came. "you are kin to me," said the ageing woman with a deepened pleasure, her tones wondering.
ataksak. "we ate crowberries together as children," kukutux murmured in a hush, her eyes misting in spite of the regal air she wished to present.
"come. come to this village."
an offer to stay, to do more than idle in a warm visit.
ataksak. "we ate crowberries together as children," kukutux murmured in a hush, her eyes misting in spite of the regal air she wished to present.
"come. come to this village."
an offer to stay, to do more than idle in a warm visit.
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Sinnatomak - April 01, 2025
eyes of the warmest amber spark with joy. the winds had not led her astray! they never had, but sometimes their whispers grew tiring. but her moon goddess had sent those currents with well-met faith. she was nothing if not a servant to takkik.
"you knew my mother," she exhales with a soft, short laugh. plush tail swaying and betraying the glee that flows through her. recognition, then. "it is the greatest pleasure to meet you, cousin."
an invitation is given. sinnatomak would have been a fool to refuse it. and so she steps closer, aligning her side with the moonwoman. her eyes reverent. "take me home."
"you knew my mother," she exhales with a soft, short laugh. plush tail swaying and betraying the glee that flows through her. recognition, then. "it is the greatest pleasure to meet you, cousin."
an invitation is given. sinnatomak would have been a fool to refuse it. and so she steps closer, aligning her side with the moonwoman. her eyes reverent. "take me home."
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Kukutux - April 04, 2025
up along the well-beaten path did kukutux lead this woman of siqniq, speaking softly of other escapades. other adventures.
no children were here now to fill the village with their voice. soon, she hoped. perhaps by summer's light.
arrluk and ajei's young ones would inherit heavier things this year.
the ulaq stood ahead, its wide clearing filled with years of group-driven work. before sinnatomak was placed many things; boar fat, dried salmon, rosehips, rabbit-liver.
"moonglow has much wealth. a man who has been long among us, he has the name of rodyn. through his trading, many things have come to this village."
no children were here now to fill the village with their voice. soon, she hoped. perhaps by summer's light.
arrluk and ajei's young ones would inherit heavier things this year.
the ulaq stood ahead, its wide clearing filled with years of group-driven work. before sinnatomak was placed many things; boar fat, dried salmon, rosehips, rabbit-liver.
"moonglow has much wealth. a man who has been long among us, he has the name of rodyn. through his trading, many things have come to this village."
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Sinnatomak - April 09, 2025
their steps are quiet, in unison. a heart that still thrums heavy with the song of joy and of familiarity; Sinnatomak would find a new home here. a new purpose, a new life. she would carry her mother's traditions and would converse with the moon and wind alike. but for now, she would bask in this new comfort. she would be led by the moonwoman into the hearth of her home.
it was wondrous. goods line the clearing; things she had not seen before! dried fishes who's aroma danced within the breeze, aged pelts of creatures she could not name but wished to know. pure abundance and wealth. naturally, the siqniq woman is drawn to the bundles of fresh or dry herbs. tail swaying with eagerness, a warm smile upon her face. "it is beautiful! i haven't seen such abundance in many moons." her voice awe-filled, reverent.
"you are traders then, yes?" naturally comes her question as she peruses through the goods. they must travel far and wide! oh, how she wishes to accompany their journeys. to see the world in full, to understand it.
it was wondrous. goods line the clearing; things she had not seen before! dried fishes who's aroma danced within the breeze, aged pelts of creatures she could not name but wished to know. pure abundance and wealth. naturally, the siqniq woman is drawn to the bundles of fresh or dry herbs. tail swaying with eagerness, a warm smile upon her face. "it is beautiful! i haven't seen such abundance in many moons." her voice awe-filled, reverent.
"you are traders then, yes?" naturally comes her question as she peruses through the goods. they must travel far and wide! oh, how she wishes to accompany their journeys. to see the world in full, to understand it.
RE: ᐅᑎᖅᑐᖅ - Kukutux - April 18, 2025
it was pleasing to her that sinnatomak had been surprised, caught off-guard by the wondrous things gathered. "the man who married my daughter samani, he has the name of rodyn. he is a very great trader and has made his own path to many packs," she explained, considering this relative of her own as the dark man touched her thoughts.
she spread out a hide as she spoke, unrolling to reveal carefully desiccated willowbark, for the treatment of mild maladies. a second showed a collection of chamomile flowers, both of which she invited sinnatomak to investigate.
"if you wish to know of trading, speak to rodyn," kukutux suggested with a warm look. "and i welcome you beside the lake. that is where i go to strip the hides."
she spread out a hide as she spoke, unrolling to reveal carefully desiccated willowbark, for the treatment of mild maladies. a second showed a collection of chamomile flowers, both of which she invited sinnatomak to investigate.
"if you wish to know of trading, speak to rodyn," kukutux suggested with a warm look. "and i welcome you beside the lake. that is where i go to strip the hides."