Moonspear saingisuktuk ⚱

maybe a @Dirge? we can bring this up to present too!

hunting had begun to come more easily to kukutux. soon the earthen den she had discovered and made her own was carefully padded with skins. nothing large, nor so impressive as the stiffened hide of a lynx the girl had once owned, but comfortable all the same.

she had laid three fish upon the snowy overhang to freeze, and currently was beginning to slowly dig a cache to the left of her doorway, just outside. bark was gathered and piled neatly along the other side, and kukutux found herself pleased with the work. spring would bring more opportunity to fully appoint her den, but for now she was content.

the matter of no husband still rankled the young woman, and too often she found her thoughts drifting to jarilo. in those moments kukutux found herself aware of a looming awareness, just beyond her current knowledge. it forced the girl into a new restlessness, set the skin beneath her collarbones flush with an odd blush. 

but today she jerked her wayward mind firmly back and lashed it into place, devoting herself to her digging with a near singular focus.