Firefly Glen II. Sulukinak hunt

She's been here before.

Why did that feeling come?

Something gutteral was heard only in the skin of Nutuyikruk. Like a groaning from the tree canopies as they reached down from drooping branches. Caution started to race into the huntress, legs becoming slow and stiff. 

There would be no woman residing in that wasteland of forestry.

greenstone eyes beheld.

heart did not believe.

pale woman in a red wrap watched the girl who wore her gaze, and tears blossomed.

soft steps.

"lynx girl?"

Sunman walked along the side of Moonwoman. Their son and daughter of marriage now bound, enjoying the company of one another away. The old couple still walked the glen together in the aftermath. 

Inngutak. Aiolos paused, almost unbelieving too.

The chime of moving fur caught itself in Nutuyikruk's ears. Her head turned quickly, and in that very moment, there was no breath to be found. Not for her.

They stood there, but it felt as though they were standing because the earth had stopped spinning.

Something was supposed to happen now, where she rose to demand information of the missing Saatsine blood, hunt for the chieftain man in the dark western woods. But it was something in their faces that brought a delicate emptiness.
She was– frozen.

it was;

it was;

and her eyes blurred.

it was, and her arms opened.

this beautiful reflection of love over which she had forced ariadne to such guilt.

unfair.

"nutuyikruk —!"

and moonwoman's voice broke in the telling.

It was shock which stilled her. Surely this was it, and so Aiolos met his wife's pace in closing the distance between them. 

Aiolos woofs, his tail a wild wave low at his hocks. She was alive. She was alive!