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whenever! <3

today was one during which moonmother intended to rest. more tasks in her days did not displease kukutux; the opposite; her eyes were brighter, her smiles more swift. 

but they did take more strength; she wished to sleep gently in the sunlight, but first she looked for @Yuralria quietly.

trees stood in brilliant green shading into sunflower yellow and fire-orange. they let down their leaves as moonmother passed, her thoughts peaceful at last. 

soon she would go to moongrove.

<3!

Life was quickly becoming busy for the sky girl. In between hunting for her mother, she shadowed Nasamiituuq in her duties and tended to the fierce-tongued elder and her squealing pup. Yuralria had never seen something so tiny make as much noise as a whole flock of turkeys. It was as fascinating as it was off putting. Had she been that small once?

Moonwoman would find her carefully gathering sprigs of nettles as instructed by the elder's friend - Meadow was her name. There was something about the methodical process of healing that tickled her brain just right, and she had begun to recite the uses of common herbs before bed each night.

One mauve ear flicked. "Grandma?" her tail stirred thoughtfully as she paused her work, shivering pleasantly as a cool breeze ruffled her fur.

wow srry for text wall <3

valiant. she thought of him often; he had been searching for the missing lynx girl and he had not come back.

her mouth twitched. it was hard then, too, not to consider rhaegal.

why did sedna turn moondoe's path so sharply, in so much pain? 

why had she done so for ariadne? kukutux fretted anew over the spirit name, rolling her shoulders beneath the pretty whitefox wrap. it was old, however, falling apart; she wanted a new one, but more than that, she wished wolverine fur, seeing its warmth in her eyes as she waited for the long nights of snow to come. so protective were the guard hairs that frost did not melt, she had once known.

it could not even be said that little fox had been taken by sedna. but ariadne had suffered all the same before she had chosen to come back. and she had come back! and still —

why had sedna done so to rodyn? he had observed her custom; he had upheld the ways of samani's people. even now he kept them. and samani! what had she done? 

she could not let go of these things. "yuralria. fast-learning girl," the duck said softly, her eyes shining despite the earlier thoughts. "will you be with me in the healing camp, when the hunting has come? or will you run with the others? you do not need to choose now," came the assurance, as she moved on slowly and invited the young one with her.